Tuesday - 20080212-2030 - Rain - Woman with Umbrella; Looking for Bookcases; Lowe's; Home - Yard Cleaning in the Rain; "Pardonable Lies"

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Apparently this is an older entry from the rain folder. There is no information listed in the file property summary.

I wandered off to Kohl's and Target's after lunch to look at bookcases. Kohl's didn't have anything of interest. However, Target's had just I wanted. Cases in wood, not particle board, in three heights. My thought is to place two 6-foot cases on one side, another two on the other side, and two 3-foot cases in the middle. A flat screen TV will go on top of the 3-foot cases.

I'll figure out some way to connect them to the wall to prevent leaning. I think it will give a nice built-in look without being too expensive.

I zipped into Lowe's to get a replacement extender pole for the paint roller. After a few minutes, it began to pour outside. I sounded like gravel bouncing off the roof. When I went in, it was slightly warm; but when I ducked out, it was chilly. There must have been a variance of 20 degrees between the two points.

By the time I got home, it was down to a sprinkle. The first thing I noticed was the debris in the front and in the immediate back. I grabbed a garbage container and the three-foot long metal trash grabbers and raced around the yard filling the container with limbs. A couple of times, I did ask myself, "Why am I doing this?".

"Truly, to tell lies is not honorable;
but when the truth entrails tremendous ruin,
to speak dishonorably is pardonable."
                        Sophocles (C 496-406 BCE), Creusa

I'm re-reading for the routh or fifth time, one of my favorite books, "Pardonable Lies" by Jacqueline Winspear featuring Maisie Dobbs, "Psychologist and Investigator."

One of the plots involves a mission to determine if Ralph Lawton, son of Sir Cecil Lawton, KC, survived or did not survive WWI. Maisie quickly notes the obvious emotional stress that Sir Cecil exhibits. He had promised his wife on her death bed that he would pursue such a task; the mother firmly believed that he had survived. She soon discovers that the reluctance is "because the boy was very close to his mother." She visits a boyhood friend of Ralph but receives a chilly welcome. Sir Cecil's butler and the wife of the boyhood friend mince no words in their wishes for her to discontinue her quest.

"As she drove steadily back toward London, the rain glancing off the MG's windscreen, Maisie tried to recall if there had ever been another time in her work when she received two threats in one day and for the same reason: Ralph Lawton had loved another man."

(In Tuesday - 2008-0212-2030 / Out - 2008-0212-2130) This entry was written in a single setting.

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