Power Multiplied

Of Frustrations and Fears

To one side you see a photo of me, a long time ago, with my little buddy Kahneek, a harbor porpoise rescued when he was three days old and brought to the zoo where I was volunteering. I happed to be at the right place at the right time to be his "Aunt Cathy." His picture is here because I sent it recently to a great friend and was overtaken by nostalgia. I loved him. We lost him when he was nine months old. Devastating. But I am grateful I had his company that long. To the other side you see the current state of my pool. My real estate agent insisted I retile the pool and it has turned into a noisy, problem-ridden mess. It's a small pool, but it would be wonderful today, with the temperature at 88 degrees. I wrote in my journal yesterday that I hoped my contractor had not ordered the wrong tile. I have begun to recognize his tells. And sure enough he called today from San Jose where he'd gone to retrieve the tile, and he ordered the wrong one. He insists it looks green, which is what my real estate agent says is the new trend. He sent me a video, but it doesn't look very green. It will have to do. This project is going to take days, and the potential buyers are going elsewhere. Well there you are. I will think about Kahneek instead of the pool.