There is something so completely satisfying about finishing a project. I generally keep a running list in the back of my mind about all that needs to be done around the house, the gardens, in the office and for my mother. When the list gets too long, I start putting it on paper.
I’ve been making paper lists of things in the office lately, so I knew that it was time to get to some of the things that have been bothering me.
Warning….
Save early and often.
You can’t hear those words often enough!
I had an entry all set to go, and hit the wrong button, and lost the entire thing.
Drat!
Why do things like that happen when you’re tired and need to go to bed??
Never mind. Asked and answered.
Change
“All things change; nothing perishes.” Ovid
All together now. Let’s hear it: I DON’T LIKE CHANGE!
Yeah….I’ve said it so many times that you probably think it’s my mantra. I’m willing to let the world have all the excitement while here in my nest, things remain on an even keel.
At least, that’s what I would prefer. But no matter how I try, I can’t prevent things from changing around me. Just the fact that I’ve had the good fortune to wake up each morning means that I’ve changed. My family has changed, my job has changed. I’ve even changed husbands, and my pets have changed.
Now, my home is going to change.
Resolutions
YES!!! I GOT MY PERM!
The Raccoons, Part II
I know that I’ve told you about the raccoons who had taken up residence in our attic. We evicted them one night last year. Dear Husband waited until they were all outside, feeding, and then put a patch over the opening in the soffit where they were coming and going. We’d had to wait until the babies were old enough to leave their nest to feed, but we wanted to be sure it was closed up before any of the females decided to have another flock.
So….the last two or three weeks I’ve been hearing odd noises in the house at night.
Things Run in Threes
Since bad things generally run in threes, I wonder what is likely to happen next. Today I voiced the question “Where is the cat?” I hadn’t seen him for several hours and usually he’s a yo-yo. “Owwwwwwwt! I wanna go OWWT!” “IN! Lemme IN!” This goes on all morning long.
So, I was rather surprised that I hadn’t seen him for several hours. It was chilly out, and Ed’s getting to be a cat who likes his creature comforts. I asked Elegant Mother if she had seen the cat. No. That left Dear Husband, who said he had let the cat out early, and let him back in shortly thereafter.
I started looking in all the favorite snooze spots and found him under the table that holds the computer in the living room. He was still there a couple of hours later, so I called to him. He rose partway, and hung there, as if trying to decide whether he could make it the rest of the way. He wouldn’t look at me, and finally settled back down on the carpet.
I got down on my hands and knees, and gently ran my hand over him. He didn’t seem to have anything broken. He let me touch him without offering to bite or crying out. I let him rest through the afternoon, and then got him to eat some cat chow. Just a few moments ago he lapped up some water, so I’m hoping it will be safe to let him sleep through the night.
I have no idea what’s causing the problem. I’m not even sure what the problem is! It could be that he has been hurt in a fight, or that he’s eaten a bad mouse. I suppose he could have been poisoned, or perhaps he’s got a cat version of the flu. My stepson just looked him over, and we agree that he doesn’t seem to need a flying trip to the emergency vet, so the game plan is to let him rest, and check him out in the morning.
It’s really difficult when a pet becomes ill. You want to do your best for them, but they can’t tell you what’s going on. I hope he feels better in the morning.
A Slice of Life
Elegant Mother has been under the weather this week. Both she and I have had a very minor stomach upset, but what is minor to me, is a bit more debilitating in an 88 year old. We went to breakfast with our exercise group, to celebrate the birthdays in February on Wednesday, and that evening she was ill. I knew that this bug was worth noting when she canceled her hair appointment on Thursday morning.
Raw Fish
I was surfing through blogs tonight. I’ve been tied up with the organization of our taxes this week and haven’t had the chance to visit. Jim, at Parkway Rest Stop, was talking about his aversion to seafood. He dislikes it all, but the part that caught my attention was the raw stuff.
EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Winter Sowing
I’m trying something new this year in the way of seed starting.
Saturday
This time of year I have a mental countdown going on. Dear Husband puts the Arr!! into the water close to May 15th, but there’s a lot of work that needs to be done to the boat before he takes it back to water. I know I have a limited amount of time before he will be so tied up with the boat that I won’t have help on the grounds.