I got up at 7:30 this morning. Hope was ready to get out of bed.
The technician called about 7:40 and said he was on his way to come fix the refrigerator. Mom was not up yet because her Mobic had allowed her to get a good night’s sleep. We both got dressed and the technician got here about 8:20. He was the first person to find our house without detailed directions. He took the freezer apart and diagnosed the problem. He said the defrost heater was not working. The part only cost $31.68 but the labor cost $177.00. Mom called James and he said pay the service call and we would get a new refrigerator. Therefore, Mom paid $64.00 for the technician coming out. Unfortunately the defrost heater was not covered under the two to five year parts and labor warranty. Mom unplugged the refrigerator and let the unit defrost and has plugged it back in. The technician said it might work a week or two after doing that. She is saying she cannot afford a new fridge and I do not have the money for one so I do not know what is going to happen. I cleaned up the refrigerator just in case we have to keep it. I do not think it is going to work very well without the new part. Carrie Leigh said she would put it in if we got the new part, but Mom did not say I should order it.
I read several pages in and did some exercises from Coaching the Artist Within by Eric Maisel. I think this is a very good book. It gets at the root causes of creative block and recommends solutions for moving forward.
Hope hid this morning when the technician came. She was well behaved for a couple of hours after he left. She started aggravating Penny and I tied her up for a while. She has been on and off the leash much of the afternoon and evening. Mom wanted me to let her loose so I did. Right now, she is lying on my pillow. I wish she would leave Penny alone. She tore the stuffing out of one of her toys last night and I had to throw it away. I have never seen a more destructive dog, but at the same time, she is so loving.
I started reading a memoir today. I read only a few pages, but it seemed very good.
Inside
There is nothing
To limit my meaning
But a lingering sense
Inside my mind
That what I create
Does not matter.
This feeling inside
That there is no worth
In what I am or do
No matter how hard
I work or try
To accomplish things.
Inside myself
I must come to
Understand that
I have meaning
And purpose
That are important.
I may not be able
To do as much
As some others
But what I do
Is valuable
And has significance.
The change must start
Inside my heart
To realize a good effect
Throughout my life
By creating confidence
In my work and myself.
Inside I must be strong
Enough to follow through
On the purposes I set
For my life and work
Letting creation flow
And becoming real.
Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
© October 3, 2007
Well that is a good first draft. Maybe I will work on it more or maybe I will let it be as it is. The word Inside stuck in my head a few days ago and I just let my mind wander from there.
I hope everyone is doing well.
Always,
Jo Ann 
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