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Tuesday, February 17, 2026

UNDER CONSTRUCTION~Self-Care; Coalinga-CA

Before falling into bed this morning ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ’ค (6 AM, or thereabouts), I read on my newsfeed that jesse jackson died: PRAISE ELOHIM! Thank the Lord, that hypocritical ๐Ÿคฅ, racist ๐Ÿ“ฃ๐ŸฅŠ, devil ๐Ÿ˜ˆ finally died ๐Ÿ‘ That's all that will be said on that matter.

Before anyone has a total melt-down and starts berating me - let me state that in my veins runs bloodlines that carry a DNA  "mutt" strain: Mother - Hungarian Jew, French, Spanish, English; recently in 2018, learned through my youngest sister's DNA Test result, that Upper Africa (Egypt) also ties in the the bloodline through the Jewish lineage - you know, when Jews "weren't slaves" in Egypt = sarcasm here. Father - German Jew, Dutch, Welsh, Irish, English, Blackfoot Indian. 10 blood strains run through my veins, all day. Every day. My stepfather was a Skagit Indian, my deceased BIL was Piute Indian, I have a Native American Grandson-in-law, and my current husband's bloodline carries Cherokee & Choctaw strains which is very evident in his relatives features.

Here's a dose of REALITY that the jesse jacksons, al sharptons, al green, barak obama and michael robinson (also the fringe American Indian pow wows, and jew hating sector of society) do not want to acknowledge because it does not fit their hate-filled narratives:

TRUTH

And yet black slavery seems to be the only narrative being pushed & pandered to.

The rest of the world moved forward and got a Life.

Life is hard for everyone.

BUT Let's not forget actual History - where blacks OWNED, abused, traded, and killed CAUCASIAN slaves - among other nationalities.

muslims had the largest ownership of land in the 600's: they also had the largest ownership of slaves that they sold openly and freely on the market - every skin color on the planet; including their own people. They still have slaves, today.

Chinese upper society had slaves - every skin color on the planet; including their own people. They still have slaves, today.

American Indians owned slaves that they traded amongst the tribes - they can try to clean that dirty secret up all they want, by claiming, "our people were so good to them, they didn't want freedom", but they speak with forked tongues. No one [wants] to be a slave; everyone wants to be free to live their own lives the way they want to live. Hmmm: it would seem that the modern day demonrats are taking a clue from the American Indians in claiming that the American populace "wants" to be enslaved to have their lives controlled by DC savages. Sorry - but, NO.

Irish people were the first European slaves in the American Colonies - brought on ships by England landowners, before there was an America.

If people want to be taken seriously, then they need to be  real in dealing with actual facts instead of pushing their own twisted freeloader scenarios.

People, since the beginning of time owned, abused, traded, and sold slaves - and some of those slave owners were black; even here, in America. That's a fact.

I woke up a couple hours later ⏰ (10 AM) to the sound of groaning trees and rampaging wind gusts - there are good sized RV's on all sides of us that take the brunt of the forceful wind gusts … but every once in a while, a rouge wind will growl it's way down the spaces between, and Independence's footing will feel kinda ify ๐Ÿค” The rains came around noon.

The weather is rockin' & rollin' here, this morning; Coalinga-CA
Projections for this week … wet & windy ๐Ÿ˜’

We have plans to leave here around March 1st, but that could change ๐Ÿคจ if the weather continues ๐Ÿคท‍♀️ as it has been since November ๐Ÿ˜ฒ

Whatever happens, I don't think we'll be coming back this way, again - Holland says his bloodline ties here ended with the recent deaths of his Uncle George, and his cousin Brenda. Everyone else from this side of his family tree moved on decades ago, scattered to the 4 winds.

I'm glad that family connections were made with the remaining first cousins during our 3-year Road Gypsy travels. I have enjoyed meeting the Harris relatives (his mother's branch). I have enjoyed listening to Holland & his cousins talking about the people the knew and loved:

Harris Side: Craftsmen Carpenters - built houses from start to finish ๐Ÿ ; Cowboys - real cowboys that worked ranches & did the rodeo circuit ๐Ÿค ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ†; Bob Taylor branch's (Holland's Step-father & father to Holland's two youngest siblings) were Ranch Workers ๐Ÿฎ, Welder Journeyman, Driver & Mechanic for heavy equipment & Drag Cars, & Oil Workers ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ† all over the USA - Holland did ranch work, worked in just about every American oil field, even signed on to a crew working an oil rig in Canada, for a while ๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿ—บ️๐Ÿงณ

I'm not looking forward to the PNW branch; I hope and pray our time spent there will be short-lived - I can be cordial short term; but I am not a 24-7-365 kitchen table chat session person. People, in general, wear me out. But, my husband loves them … and I love him: so, I will be on my best behavior for as long as we are in the PNW. MPO is that these are not nice people. But, I am nice. And as long as I do not have to be at every kitchen table chat session, I can stay nice.

Nice ๐Ÿ˜‡ will be a steady "under construction" process the entire time we are up there ๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™

Life is short. Mark is Holland's only living "full-blooded" sibling. It won't cost me too much to be nice, or cordial when our paths cross:

Redmill Side: Construction Contractors ✍️ & Craftsmen Carpenters ๐Ÿค - built houses from start to finish ๐Ÿ , interior cabinets also, & drywall finishers = each family member (Holland included) had their own unique style/always in demand for high-end finish ๐Ÿ’ฐ

Scott & Holland designed & laid this Sunburst design, in Scott & Lana's house. I like the way it radiates outward from the center; this is their personal signature work & they have done it in other houses too, sometimes in a 2-tone pattern.
Mark's Brocade Fan Work; his personal signature work.

My husband comes from long line of red-neck, rough neck, "good ole' boys" on both sides of the family tree ๐Ÿ˜‰ with a strong work ethic; they lived hard, played rough … and when they blew into town, everyone knew it: the local men lined up - ready to rumble, mother's hid their daughters, and law enforcement got busy laying drag nets. My husband must have been a magnificent beast in his heyday ๐Ÿ‹️‍♀️๐Ÿ˜Ž - he's pretty noticeable now ๐Ÿ˜, but … just sayin' ๐Ÿ˜‰

I'm a little rough around the edges myself - I don't mind mingling with the rough side of town, but in my home I want peace to reign: the world can be a difficult, toxic, and increasingly hostile environment - the winds of life can tear things up outside these 4 walls - but inside, is sanctuary: a beacon of refuge and safety from the outside world; a physical relaxation, mental well-being, & spiritual healing. Allowing us to fully exhale and recharge away from the world's intrusions.

2026 will be a year of "under construction" contemplations, drafting of plans ๐Ÿ’ก, and moving full steam ahead to lay a firm foundation on which to build our dream life: we both know that dreams do come true ๐Ÿ˜ - and now that we are finally both on the same page of our life's story ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍❤️‍๐Ÿ’‹‍๐Ÿ‘จ, building in the moment towards a future, can actually get underway ๐Ÿ˜˜

Independence set up at the 'Almond Tree Oasis RV Park'; Coalinga-CA

I am so thankfully grateful that as time passed, Holland loosened up and let me start adding some homey items ✅ into our living space ๐Ÿ’ž: colorful, creatively crafted throws ✂️๐Ÿ’ฅ to add some cozy, warming comfort, upstairs as well as downstairs; potted plants that create a settled, lived-in atmosphere … and every couple weeks, let me undertake a thorough tidying up of his cluttered personal space (I mean - our living space is small & I have to look at the tangled mess, too ๐Ÿ™„).

On another note …

We are both working on lightening up our body fat ratio via intermediate fasting & calorie count: and as you all know, I personally, am working on toning muscle ๐Ÿ’ช I'm also considering a portable fold up treadmill. Holland thinks he can find one on the cheap by scrolling through Craigslist Ads.

Alternate Fasting Days; alternate between fasting days (very low or zero calories) and normal eating days (reducing calorie intake by at least 500 calories).

Meanwhile, today, in the now - the Darebee 7-Minute Leg workout is a blended standing leg exercise sets that sneaks up on you by never doing anything dramatic - your lower body moves through side raises right and left to light up the outer hips and glute medius ... then slides into a short calf raise movement that wakes up the ankles, and gives your balance system a job. From there you switch to back raises right and left, which pull the work into the glutes and hamstrings and make the whole back-of-leg chain feel “online,” then you return to calves again so your base stays springy instead of collapsing. The last section, front raises right and left, shifts the focus forward into the hip flexors and quads and makes your posture matter: ribs stacked, pelvis steady, no leaning back to cheat the range. The repeated 20-second calf raises are the thread that ties everything together, resetting your feet between directions so you can keep moving cleanly. Keep the reps controlled, keep the standing leg softly bent, and treat each minute like a form drill rather than a sprint, and you’ll finish feeling stronger through the hips, steadier through the knees, and lighter on your feet.

This workout focuses on building strength in the glutes, hamstrings, quads, and calves, which are essential for overall leg health and mobility. The 20-rep count is a good starting point for many exercises, as it allows for a good balance of strength and muscle growth. Muscle growth is beneficial for a 69-year-old woman. It helps maintain muscle tone, improve balance, mobility, and stability, which are essential for daily activities. Regular exercise can preserve muscle tone and counteract age-related muscle loss, contributing to overall strength and independence ๐Ÿ‘Œ It's important to note that while muscle mass may decrease with age, muscle tone can be preserved and enhanced through appropriate physical exercise activities.

For a 69-year-old woman, it is recommended to perform the 7-Minute Legs workout for 20 seconds each side

As evening arrived, the rain picked up in tempo, and thunder was heard a mile or so in the distance. Independence was being rocked by furious gusts of wind, and Holland settled in for a cozy snooze ๐Ÿ’ค

And me?

I'm going to bed - and chase down the sandman's sheep ๐Ÿ˜ด that I ignored earlier, this morning. This old hen isn't a young chick anymore; I need more than 4 hours sleep to function at full capacity.

BELLISSIMO~Self-Care; Coalinga-CA

Despite February's fickleness that led to the rainy atmosphere here, today was a beautiful Day - nothing extraordinary took place … but, it was still a beautiful Day.

This quote got me thinking of the guitar sound in this song …
Marty Robbins - 1961 'Don't Worry'
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2WBBcH6OPU&list=RDQ2WBBcH6OPU&start_radio=1)
Rain, rain, & more rain to come …

Independence was occasionally rocked by a cross wind now and then while spurts of plentiful raindrops tap danced their way across her rooftop ๐Ÿ’ง

We enjoyed a laid back attitude in a cozy atmosphere ๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍❤️‍๐Ÿ’‹‍๐Ÿ‘จ

I enjoyed a relaxing workout.

The safety of the Darebee Dumbbells Upperbody Workout for a 69-year-old woman depends on her individual fitness level, health conditions, and the specific workout routine. It is generally safe for most individuals to perform upper body workouts, but it is crucial to listen to your body and adjust the intensity and duration as neededFor a 69-year-old woman, it is recommended to start with lighter weights and gradually increase them to avoid injury: additionally, incorporating warm-up exercises, proper form, and adequate rest between sets can help prevent fatigue and soreness. Today, I used my 5-lb. dumbbells, for all 3 sets.

I also used my stepper.

Muscles Worked
Stepper = x3 weeklyat least 10-15 mins.

Lunch was the nachos from yesterday's Tacos Y Mariscos Sergio Taqueria, in Coalinga: fragrant, tasty corn tortilla's, refried beans, & a generous serving of chipped beef … I grated a chunk of cheddar cheese & a mozzarella cheese stick - and spread that on top of each serving; popped the bowls in the microwave for about 1 minute. YUM! 


And I worked a couple rows on the lengthening afghan I'm designing. It's taking quite a bit longer to finish than anticipated, but it's coming along fine:

Nearly at the halfway point …

Everything today had the stamp of "BELLISSIMO!" on it ๐Ÿ˜‰

Monday, February 16, 2026

LIFE IS NOT ALWAYS EASY~Self-Care; Coalinga-CA

While drinking my morning coffee, I watched a pastor friend's morning service: we have been friends for about 23 years. The other day, I watched the internet sharing of his wife's Celebration of Life service, hearing his pain & heart-felt declarations - a pain and sentiment that I could identify with … I reached out to him the only way I can at the moment with him being there and me being here. I wanted to let him know that I am aware & that I care. And though he is not yet in a position to hear some of what I posted to him; I am asking Elohim to send the Ruach HaKo'desh to him to minister to him Yeshua's presence in his life's void, a soothing peace for his broken heart - and to prepare his healing heart for possible unknown blessings coming his way: {{So sorry for your sorrow, Jay. A Christian Home Going is such a beautiful experience - and I do understand your passionate declarations, however, please keep your heart open to whatever Elohim has for you. I remember the heartbreaking sorrow, and I remember making the same statements following Bob's graduation in December of 2018. Aside from Elohim & Yeshua, he was my whole world. He told me in the hospital, before he couldn't speak anymore, that he wanted me to marry again: I couldn't even imagine that! Bob was my "it" man - no one can compare. Even though I knew Bob was in Heaven … I missed his physical presence. I grieved hard for years. I told everyone I would never remarry. I wasn't interested in remarriage. Men were not even on my radar. However … Elohim had other Plans. Long story short, Elohim put a new husband in my Life in November of 2022 & we married January 7th, 2023. My new husband is the total opposite of Bob - but he is perfect for me and the life Elohim is blessing me with, now, in the moment. I am still surprised I am remarried - I never wanted it. I never sought it. It came to me suddenly & 100% "a God Thing". Never say never. Always be open to unknown blessings. It is possible to love 2 people at the same time and be faithful to both. I will be praying for you & your children.}} Maybe he'll be angry (I was when someone said pretty much the same thing to me, at Bob's Celebration of Life, in August of 2019); maybe he'll remember reading these words in a year, two years, three years - and smile a bittersweet smile as he steps into his new life with perhaps a new wife … and sends an air kiss to his friend who cares about him and his happiness - and let him know that in the only way she knows how.

In all things, it is important to understand, comprehend, and welcome the concept that Elohim knows our Life Story from beginning to end - we may be surprised at the twists and turns; we may buck against the happenings as they happen: BUT - Elohim knows how the story will unfold from start to finish. We can finish amicably, or we can finish hard; but whatever happens in or Life will happen according to His Will. His Will is the bottom line.

When Holland finished his morning coffee, finished his YouTube videos & FB PM scrolling's - he looked outside at the bright sunshiny day, and said, "How about we go for a drive before the rain arrives?" He didn't have to ask twice! I'm always up for a drive; and rain is scheduled to arrive sometime between tonight and tomorrow at dawn.

We didn't have a particular route planned, we were just driving and enjoying the sunshine. The almond orchards are in full bloom, and the scent on the warm breeze smelled like honeysuckle. When we got to the 4-corner junction, we saw the weekend vendors were back in place - so, we stopped to see what they had to offer. We walked away with 3 quarts of honey, 3 papaya's, & a bag of pistachio's.

Almond Orchard in bloom; the bees are happily busy.
4-way W Jayne Ave & CA-269 Huron-CA Junction from Almond Tree Oasis RV Park-CA; 11 mins. Via W Jayne Ave, S Glen Ave
Roadside vendors.

Turning towards Huron, Holland said, "How about we loop back home through Coalinga & grab another burrito and a couple street taco's?" I said, "Yes, please! But remember, it's Sunday - they may not be open." He said, "Well, we can try; and if they aren't open, we'll just go up the street to Taco Bell." My husband likes mexican food. Taco Bell is okay - but we both fervently hoped Tacos Y Mariscos Sergio Taqueria was open for business. We can always get Taco Bell food fare … we cannot always find authentic mexican food fare.

On the backside of Coalinga - out where the oil fields are; we saw a marker detailing the rolling hills of the Coalinga oil fields as "the headquarters of the mexican robinhood, Joaquin Murrieta Carrillo; we have driven this road many times and never saw the marker until today. Holland says we probably missed it because it blended in with the brown gritty landscape until the winter rains greened the grounds.

Our 55 minute loop drive route …
CA Historical Marker #344~Joaquin Murrieta Carrillo Headquarters; Coalinga-CA

Further down the highway, closer to town, is the marker we saw in September 2025; where someone had paid homage to the pillaging hombre, by leaving a fairly new pair of cowboy boots with the marker:

CA Historical Marker #33~Joaquin Murrieta Carrillo death; Coalinga-CA

Historical Marker along Hwy #33-CA
COALINGA-CA~History of Coal, Oil & Bandit:  (https://roadgypsiesvalandholland.blogspot.com/2025/09/coalinga-cahistory-of-coal-oil-bandit.html)

Tacos Y Mariscos Sergio Taqueria was open, so we pulled up out front and we bought the same things as last time … plus a nacho's meal that was prepared by mistake for a customer who ordered something else  (so, I bought that, too; it looks different than any nachos I am familiar with, and I was curious); we had enjoyed our hour of sunny outing, and ate the burrito and tacos when we got back home.

Almond Oasis RV Park-CA from Coalinga-CA; 19 mins. Via CA-33, Jayne Ave

I also did some research on this sketchy bandit "robin hood" character - both articles were written with an obvious racial overtone towards "white gringo americanos"; so read these interesting articles with a grain of salt, as I did:

{{California's Golden Outlaw: The Lost Treasures of Joaquin Murrieta

The California Gold Rush of the 1850s was marked by an array of intriguing tales and characters. One of the most fascinating among them was Joaquin Murrieta, a legendary figure whose life and exploits have been subjects of countless fictionalizations and debates.

Joaquin Murrieta was a charismatic figure who emerged during the California Gold Rush. The young Mexican immigrant purportedly came to California to seek his fortune but faced grave injustices. His subsequent transformation into an outlaw led to him being seen by some as a freedom fighter and a bandit by others.

While some see him as a Mexican patriot resisting Anglo domination, others view him as a vicious desperado. His story, however, is not just a tale of one man's struggle against racial prejudice. It's a narrative deeply rooted in the racially charged atmosphere of 1850s California.

California, once a Mexican territory, was ceded to the United States following the Mexican-American War. The discovery of gold deposits in 1848 triggered a massive influx of white settlers into the region. This influx, coupled with discriminatory laws like the Foreign Miners' Tax Law of 1850, marginalized the Hispanic and Native American populations.

This racial tension led to an increase in crime, with some Californios (Hispanic residents) resorting to banditry. Reports of outlaws named "Joaquin" terrorizing California began circulating in newspapers as early as 1850. Whether all these crimes were committed by a single individual remains debatable.

Murrieta's full name first appeared in the Los Angeles Star in 1852. Stories about Murrieta's vigilante origins began to circulate. He was supposedly flogged and robbed, which led him to a life of crime. He became the leader of a gang called "The Five Joaquins," blamed for most of the cattle rustling, robberies, and murders in the Sierra Nevadas between 1850 and 1853.

Murrieta was known for his audacious robberies and his knack for disappearing with the loot. Here are some tales of the treasures he allegedly left behind:

Joaquin Murrieta's Stolen Cache: One of the most legendary stories involves a wagonload of gold stolen from the northern mines. The gold, along with other items, was hidden in a burial cave under a projecting rock ledge after an ambush by Indians. The whereabouts of this cache remain unknown.

The Burney Treasure: Another cache estimated to be worth $175,000 is said to be buried somewhere between Burney, California, and Hatcher Pass.

The Susanville Cache: A third cache worth around $200,000 (then) is believed to be concealed between Susanville and Freedonyer Pass near Highway #36.

The Feather River Robbery: Murrieta and his right-hand man, Manual Garcia, known as "Three-Fingered Jack," are said to have robbed a stagecoach along the Feather River. The strongbox reportedly contained 250 pounds of gold nuggets, which they buried on the banks of the Feather River. This stolen treasure has never been recovered.

In 1853, the California legislature put a $6,000 reward for the capture of Murrieta. A band of California rangers, led by Harry Love, attacked an outlaw camp, killing eight men, including the alleged Murrieta. His head was preserved in alcohol and paraded around the state as proof of his death. However, debates about the authenticity of the severed head and the existence of Murrieta himself continued to swirl.

John Rollin Ridge, a Cherokee First Nation and the first Native American novelist, immortalized Murrieta in his book, "The Life and Adventures of Joaquรญn Murieta." This book played a significant role in shaping the narrative of Murrieta's life and exploits, creating a compelling folk hero whose legend has inspired numerous fictional characters, including Zorro and Batman.

The tale of Joaquin Murrieta, filled with injustice, revenge, and lost treasures, continues to captivate audiences today. His life and legend serve as a stark reminder of the racially charged atmosphere of 1850s California, providing a poignant commentary on the socio-political dynamics of the Gold Rush era.

While the treasures of Joaquin Murrieta remain elusive, his story continues to glitter in California's history, as radiant and enigmatic as the gold he allegedly stole. The legend of Joaquin Murrieta, whether fact or fiction, remains an integral part of the rich tapestry that constitutes the history of the American West.

Fact Check: History is often a blend of documented facts, subjective interpretations, and folklore. The story of Joaquin Murrieta straddles these categories, making it an enduring, albeit controversial, part of California's history.

~California Trail Stories: https://www.pacificadventureclub.com/blog/californias-golden-outlaw-the-lost-treasures-of-joaquin-murrieta

HEAD GAMES

~The Head of Joaquin Murrieta: https://stevenmcfann.substack.com/p/bring-me-the-head-of-joaquin-murrieta-d98

The fate of Joaquin Murrieta’s head proved less romantic and mysterious than that of Procopio. In need of money and unable to find someone to store the head, Patrick Connor auctioned the head off for a price of $36. It bounced around owners for ten years before being purchased in 1865 by S.J Jordan with the aim of displaying it in the Pacific Museum of Anatomy and Science. Halfway between Ripley’s Believe it or Not! and a cadaver storage, the museum contained about every imaginable oddity, many clearly constructed by human hand. The head of Joaquin sat amidst mummies, diminutive skeletons and supposed cyclops skulls. Detained for cheap entertainment, the indignity the head suffered is enough to justify the activism of Joaquin’s modern-day sympathizers. Whatever the guilt or identity of the man displayed, to deny him peace seemed to be a confirmation of the continuous war of attrition waged on Hispanics in California.

Artistic rendering of Joaquin’s head and Three-Fingered Jack’s hand on displays
Joaquin Murrieta Carrillo
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joaquin_Murrieta)

Joaquin spent his slumber in San Francisco for the next forty years. His sightless eyes watched the city transform. San Francisco was a wild, violent boom town when Joaquin Murrieta arrived in California. A town dominated by arsonist gangs, wrecked by inflation, and filled with virile and volatile young men seeking fortune. In many respects, it hadn’t changed. It was still a rough town full of vice where “anything goes” was the unspoken law. But it had also become a city of prestige and splendor, the “Paris of the West” where the wealthy flocked to luxury resorts, where the finest dining could be found mere hours away from dusty farms and ranchland. It would spend the next century as a wild west outpost for colorful characters living on the fringes of society and seeking the freedom of the frontier Paris. The beatniks, musicians, artists, the gay community, hippies, Hells Angels. All would call San Francisco home and add new color to the fabric of the City by the Bay. 

But Joaquin Murrieta’s head wouldn’t survive to see this transition. It wouldn’t see Joaquin’s centennial. In the fires spawned by the Earthquake of 1906, his head was reportedly consumed by the flames. As witness to the rising flames in the ruined museum, Charles Bull wrote that “Murrieta’s trial by fire was his last ordeal. He died as he had lived, violently, and his funeral pyre was undoubtedly the greatest the world had ever known.”}}

The nachos was placed in the fridge for later - maybe tomorrow later, we were so stuffed.

Holland, stuffed to the gills, kicked back and settled into a comfy siesta:

Siesta time.
The rain arrived a bit early; but right on schedule.

I did a few stretching exercises: I need to stick to routine if I expect success. And I do expect success – that is what I am aiming; and working for. All of the exercises below are generally safe for a 69 year old woman to do, provided she is cautious and performs the stretch slowly and gently, avoiding overstretching or bouncing - if however, you experience pain or discomfort, stop.

Muscles used.
These exercises are easy & simple technique examples are shown below.
Palm-to-Palm Hand Press; press palms together as shown~hold for a 10 ct x3
Pat-On-The-Back Stretch~hold for a 10 ct x3
Wrist Flex Hold; Bend wrist towards the floor~hold for a 10 ct x 3
Seated Cat Stretch; move body backward as shown~hold for a 10 ct x3
Upper Back Stretch; clasp hands together and move body forward as shown~hold for a 10 ct x3
verhead Shoulder Stretch; Weightless Seated Lat-Triceps Stretch; lift arms as shown~hold for a 10 ct x 3

Then, I pulled my WIP out, and pulled up a YouTube movie to watch while I worked rows back and forth:

2018 Movie, 'Coast To Coast': 
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Etn3_5lK-xY&t=4s)