Landed in LA on Thursday ready to meet the moving truck and get settled. Don’t you love it when you make a plan, and the Universe says “yeah right”?
Well, to begin with, within an hour of landing I’ve now learned that my furniture (which was due to arrive in LA on Thursday or Friday) is now delayed because someone didnt show up to meet the truck for their things…in Kansas. Really? Your whole life is on a semi and you are late to meet it? Anyhow, thank you to that lovely person or persons in Kansas, because missing the truck delayed my things for 2-3 days!
Anyhow, I show up at the new place, which is a lovely garden-surrounded home tucked into one of the hills of Hollywood and am greeted by…Bees. Most of you won’t know this but I have an unusual fascination with bees. I particularly love the big round fuzzy bumble bees, but in general I just love bees. They’re good luck. I was completely deflated when I found dozens upon dozens of dead bees all over the new living room. “It’s an Omen” I thought. I was pretty distraught until I realized that some of them were still alive. So I picked up a fly swatter and…spent the first hour in my new home scooping up any bee with a sign of life and carrying them on the fly swatter outside, lightly washing whatever toxic poison they’d been sprayed with off of them with the garden hose, and propping them up on tree leaves to let their wings dry out. And so I have passed the last 4 days – shopping for necessities for the home, trying to track down my belongings which I am told today are somewhere in Utah, and rescuing bees.
I cant describe the lovely feeling that overcomes me when I see one of them take flight after drying off from their shower.
That’s the buzzzzzz….for now!