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wookiemonsterNot too much to blog about. Nothing much of interest is happening.
Today, I managed to work a bit on the pool. I had to replace a part on the vacuum, but I finally got the vacuum working. Unfortunately, there is still a nasty pile of smelly leaves to get out of there, and it is just as painstaking and slow and frustrating as last year. But, I think I got about 1/4 to 1/3 of the crap out of there.
I'm hoping to get a little more house stuff done tonight. Right now, I'm not overloading myself. I figure I have Monday off, and while I want to have that day pretty much free, if I have to finish up a few things first, I'll live.
Rich...was really nice today in that he got his riding mower from his house and brought it over and cut the front yard. Unfortunately, the mower is about a foot too wide to fit through the gate. So, at some point, when I cut the grass, I only have the back yard to worry about.
My sister and brother-in-law went to an overnight wedding yesterday and last night, so, I got to go over and feed my furneice and furnephew. Lily is so funny... She led me to her room when I got there, and I found the food easily enough, but, no food bowl. So I look at this growing impatient cat and state that I don't see the food bowl. So she then leads me to the kitchen, sits in the middle of the floor, and looks up at all the cabinets as if to say, "There are bowls in there you idiot." Loki, meanwhile, took turns between eating his dinner and visiting with me. My sister and I have awesome, unusual, and awesomely unusual cats...
Speaking of... Rocky has been a bit sedate today, recovering from all his shots yesterday. Poor kid was panting on the way home yesterday, and between the heat and nerves, his paws were all sweaty at the vet. But he was a really good kitty... Didn't bite or hiss, though, he cried a bit when they aspirated a sample from his lump. Anyway, I can't wait to help him get rid of that lump in a few weeks.
Incidentally, the vet said that if the tumor suddenly gets bigger, starts weeping or bleeding, or has any other problem, bring him back sooner and we'll worry about the payment later. So, it's not the vet being heartless at all, but rather the people at Care Credit. I have already expressed the Italian Curse of Karma that the guy experiences something similar with one of his kids.
Yeah, I'm still a bit down about the disasters of yesterday. The guy who did the safety check was okay, but then the rest of the inspection team was made up of assholes who basically wanted to fail the car and be snarky towards me and essentially make me feel bad for (1) being poor and (2) not conforming and being creative and innovative instead. I kinda feel...bullied...
Mer.
Calvin and Hobbes
Evil, Inc.
The Devil's Panties
Cyanide and Happiness
Posted at LiveJournal and Dreamwidth
Today, I managed to work a bit on the pool. I had to replace a part on the vacuum, but I finally got the vacuum working. Unfortunately, there is still a nasty pile of smelly leaves to get out of there, and it is just as painstaking and slow and frustrating as last year. But, I think I got about 1/4 to 1/3 of the crap out of there.
I'm hoping to get a little more house stuff done tonight. Right now, I'm not overloading myself. I figure I have Monday off, and while I want to have that day pretty much free, if I have to finish up a few things first, I'll live.
Rich...was really nice today in that he got his riding mower from his house and brought it over and cut the front yard. Unfortunately, the mower is about a foot too wide to fit through the gate. So, at some point, when I cut the grass, I only have the back yard to worry about.
My sister and brother-in-law went to an overnight wedding yesterday and last night, so, I got to go over and feed my furneice and furnephew. Lily is so funny... She led me to her room when I got there, and I found the food easily enough, but, no food bowl. So I look at this growing impatient cat and state that I don't see the food bowl. So she then leads me to the kitchen, sits in the middle of the floor, and looks up at all the cabinets as if to say, "There are bowls in there you idiot." Loki, meanwhile, took turns between eating his dinner and visiting with me. My sister and I have awesome, unusual, and awesomely unusual cats...
Speaking of... Rocky has been a bit sedate today, recovering from all his shots yesterday. Poor kid was panting on the way home yesterday, and between the heat and nerves, his paws were all sweaty at the vet. But he was a really good kitty... Didn't bite or hiss, though, he cried a bit when they aspirated a sample from his lump. Anyway, I can't wait to help him get rid of that lump in a few weeks.
Incidentally, the vet said that if the tumor suddenly gets bigger, starts weeping or bleeding, or has any other problem, bring him back sooner and we'll worry about the payment later. So, it's not the vet being heartless at all, but rather the people at Care Credit. I have already expressed the Italian Curse of Karma that the guy experiences something similar with one of his kids.
Yeah, I'm still a bit down about the disasters of yesterday. The guy who did the safety check was okay, but then the rest of the inspection team was made up of assholes who basically wanted to fail the car and be snarky towards me and essentially make me feel bad for (1) being poor and (2) not conforming and being creative and innovative instead. I kinda feel...bullied...
Mer.
Calvin and Hobbes
Evil, Inc.
The Devil's Panties
Cyanide and Happiness
Posted at LiveJournal and Dreamwidth
