Friday was a blow-off day. We had to go into town and do laundry. I don't like going to laundramats. It's stressful. First, will there be enough machines in a row for all our clothes (if not, I'm afraid I'll lose track of which machines are ours). Then, when our clothes are finished in the washers, will there be enough dryers for our clothes to dry? If not, what happens if the dryers stop and the owners of the clothes in the dryer don't come in? What is the laundromat etiquette? Do I take those clothes out? What if they're not dry? Do I put in more quarters for drying time? Do I wait and risk being so overcome with RAGE that when the people finally do come in I embarrass myself with some rude comment? UGH! Can I change the channel from "The Price is Right" to one of my soap operas even though there's a little old lady looking at it? If the music coming from the portable CD player is awful, can I change the station, can I lower the volume? Too many decisions, too expensive *$2.75 for each washer and 25 cents per 5 minutes of dry time."
Well, you know that saying about not worrying because what you're worrying about probably won't happen? Yup, you guessed it. There was only one dryer, but when the other dryers stopped, the owners of the clothes in those dryers were right there (they were out in their car) waiting to pull out their clothes or deposit more money. When our clothes were done (4 washers-ful), the dryers were ready. We did not change the channel on the tv because we were too early for General Hospital and we did turn down the volume of the radio--no one complained.

In Maine, there's even a deposit for plastic water bottles. These people know how to take care of their environment. Bob deposited all plastic water bottles, beer bottles, sake bottles, wine bottles (each was worth 5 cents) and asked the man if he can donate the money to a local cause. The man chose ARC (yeah, he probably pocketed the money--but my Bobby baby is a kind soul).

For lunch, we stopped at one of the new restaurants, a little coffee shop, and Bob had (yup!) a cheeseburger and I had a lobster roll (my first since visiting Maine this season). It was very good--we both had iced tea because much to our chagrin, no alcohol was served there. Guess we won't be returning, except maybe for breakfast. We mailed the quilt to Amy and picked up our mail (it required a signature and when it was delivered to the cottage, no one was home).

Dinner was soup for me and chili for Bob. It was cold and damp and raining--in other words, for these two Phoenicians, it was nirvana. Dinner was scrumptious.

That night was a rough one. There was a fight between either skunks or raccoons in our side yard. We couldn't see them, but they were loud and unrelenting. Bob shined a flashlight out the window and they scooted, though later we kept hearing the screaming. Then we had an amazing thunderstorm and a lot of rain. In Phoenix, this would have been pleasurable; here, however, everything is so dark--no street lights (we are on a country road in the woods and on the bay), so it was creepy (and I hadn't taken my Paxil that day so everything was magnified.)

Saturday we woke up late to more rain. I began to work and realized that something had changed in my Elevate. To make a long story short, I thought I had already used by 5 GB, but after two and a half hours on the phone with ATT, I discovered that I hadn't even used one GB. So, I began to work (which is what I am doing now). I worked the rest of the night and Bob made veggie lasagna for dinner. I finally finished the book The Hypnotist, another Scandinavian book--very good, but not like Stieg Larrson's books.

This morning, I completed my WOD (5 rounds for time: 10 situps, 10 kettle bell swings, 10 squats)--12.6 minutes. Suddenly we heard the warning call of the red squirrels. Bob looked outside and lo and behold! a striped skunk: Mephistus mephistus (devil devil). Bob first thought the skunk den was under the deck but now he thinks it is in a wood pile (that I was going to visit for some wood to make a little outdoor table with) on the property.

There are renters in the next cabin (quite a distance a way but not far enough away for Bob), but we're pretty sure that they're only there for a week. They are gone all day anyway. This is probably the only drawback of this cottage.

A shower and now back to work.