Today we walked on the asphalt path along NM4 in White Rock.  Spouse went a little past Piedra Loop and turned around.  I continued a little past Gate 12.  We park at the WR branch of the library.  Noticed for sale signs on commercial property on Longview Drive.  Brochures were out so I don't know any details.   This is an area of business condos that hardly have any businesses renting them.  Wish they'd redevelop it into residential condos!

In the winter, I always love to walk this path in White Rock because the views of the Sangres and Jemez Mountains are far ranging and beautiful!

At Los Alamos Historical Museum, we checked out exhibit of photos of Las Conchas fire.  One of them misspelled Sangres as Sangrias!!  Well, maybe we could rename them!  Seeing the photos reminded us of before the town was evacuated.  The afternoon the fire started, June 26, 2011, spouse was watching Super 8 at the Reel Deal Theater which had scenes of a wildfire with smoke billowing over a mountain.  He was stunned to come out of the movie theatre and see real life billowing smoke plume.  I walked on the Pueblo Canyon Rim Trail from East Park to the library downtown. I didn't see the smoke plume until I got up off the canyon rim.  The smoke plume took over the whole sky at such an astounding rate.  That evening from our house, we could see the fire as it torched Bandelier.

Bitch Fest:  Husband is always around.  I bought a Sony tape recorder to record my thoughts.  So far I've only used it once but haven't had time to privately listen to and transcribe what I recorded.  There's nothing on it that husband would be remotely interested in but he'd only infringe upon my privacy if I played it while he's here and he's always here.  There is no privacy now that he's working part-time.  Way too much togetherness.

He really doesn't know what to do with himself.  He's already been on the computer 7 times today.  He watches TV excessively even to the point where he's snoring while "watching".  He's too dumb to pick himself up and go to bed when he's so sleepy he's falling asleep in front of the TV and not even following what's on.

It was so much better when he went to work for 40 hours a week - at least I got a break from all the togetherness.  Saying all this, I know he deserves to retire.  Part of the problem is the setup of this house.  Of the six rooms in the house, not including the bathroom, only two have doors - the bedrooms.  The rest of the house is nothing but an open pit with dividing walls but no way to shut a door and not have to listen to the blasted TV which is on ALL THE TIME!!

He did buy wireless headphones to listen to the TV but usually complains when I ask him to put them on.  Right now he's watching the Golden Globe awards which I'm getting tired of hearing.

I just now said "Please put your headphones on." and he replied "All right!" so that's encouraging.  Why did I ever want to get married?  True, like my friend in her 70's says of her husband "He's good company!"  I shouldn't bitch so much.  Now her husband is in Sombrillo and unable to walk while his broken elbow heals.  I don't wish bad on my husband.  I just wish we'd buy a house, not a mansion, that would afford more privacy.  Having my own computer wouldn't be bad either!