It was 3:15 A.M. when the power outage came to my attention this morning. Our security alarm started beeping to let me know it was operating on battery power instead of electrical. I got up to make sure we didn't have someone helping the power to fail. My lanterns were downstairs, so I grabbed a flashlight and checked the front area of the property from my birds eye view on the 3rd floor. Then I walked to the other side of the house and into my bathroom, which gives me the best few of the pool, pond and Jodi's cottage. Suddenly, I see a light flash, so I used my flashlight to see who was obviously carrying that light around. I heard a person say something and realizing my bathroom window was open, I yelled down, "Jodi ...is that you?" She said, "Yes" and told me she was checking to see if the other houses had power. I let her know that the neighbors did not have power either and saw her walk back towards her house. When you see Jodi, you know her faithful companion, Rudy, the Rottweiler is somewhere near her. My little buddy had leaped out of bed and was following me around too. Although she would fight a tiger, literally, to protect me, I don't feel quite as safe if my "defense weapon" is an extra petite French Bulldog. If attitude wins though, no doubt she would be the winner. :-)
Back to bed to listen to the rhythm of the security beep and husband's snoring. He would not wake up if Governor Brown drove through our bedroom on a high speed rail train. Of course, if the Governor and his cohorts in Sacramento had anything to do with speed, it would probably be snorting it instead of driving it. I swear they are all taking something up there in LaLa Land that causes brain damage.
I finally fell asleep again around 5 AM, give or take and woke up around ...who knows ... 7 or so ... because the security system was frantic now and going into full alarm mode. The sirens and all were going off and it wasn't decoding. I went into the room and area which holds the battery backup system and dismantled the battery hoping I would be able to get it back together later. Back to bed hoping to catch some shut eye, and the power came back on shortly after that.
Sometime during the early morning hours, I looked out to the front of the property again and saw Leanne was leaving for work. Of course, she was locked inside because the security gate on the property operates off of electricity. I could hear that she was talking to her dad on her cell phone, and he was telling her how to manually change the gate from clicker mode to manual. She was following his instructions and then pushed the gate open. It is a huge and heavy gate. I was feeling badly for her. When she drove through the gate, she stopped and got out of her car and I realized she was going to pull the gate closed. Leanne is such a responsible young woman. I know how many people her age and even older who would have just driven off without a thought. I called out to her from my perch and said, "Just leave it, Honey. It's fine." She said, "Ok. Thank you."
After all, Renzo was locked into the back upper deck area. Josie was locked into a section of the house that wouldn't allow her to get out and besides she was following me around. Pervis does not want to leave. They would have to get a tow truck to pull him out of this property. His street roaming days are over. He lived on the streets once, and has no delusions about that lifestyle. Pervis shares in common with most men and certainly with my husband, a tendency to mellow with age no matter how badly they roamed the streets when they were younger. My mother told me that years ago... when talking about my dad. It is absolutely amazing to me how much psychological wisdom my parents had when they never opened a psychology book.
Anyway, Leanne and I are buddies and have been since she was a baby. I am so proud of her, her accomplishments and her integrity and character, and I appreciate her parents who helped her to reach that outcome. She has a birthday coming up very soon. I miss my little buddy days, but am comforted to see her coming and going in my daily life. We don't find ourselves alone too often, but when we do, I can see we are still buddies in our hearts. She understands that it is difficult for me to get away now as I could in the past, but we have left our footprints in just about every shopping center in San Diego County. Fashion Valley was our favorite hangout during her teen years.
We have a new FBI Director (Christopher Wray.) I don't know anything about his character or expertise, but he sure is a good looking man. I hope he does his job in the way it should be done, which means we, the People, would be able again to rely on the integrity of the system. In my opinion, the Obama administration used our justice departments for personal gain and as a result, the entire system has been eroded. It will take work to weed out the corruption in all departments.
Well, I have now finished my coffee and think I need a second cup this morning in order to stay awake today.~Dr Joyce Swineheart
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