Category Archives: Misc
Humans, the death of our world
They say that if all of humanity disappeared the earth would heal itself and nature would take everything back.
Maybe that should happen.
We will be the death of our world if we stay the greedy, selfish, pigs that we are.
Pick up your trash.
Protect the land, water, and air.
Stop putting yourselves first.
Give back instead of taking.
Nothing like old TV shows
Unamused by present day TV shows last night, I turned to one of those channels that runs old shows.
I completely enjoyed watching Columbo and Kolchak the Night Stalker.
I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed some of those old shows especially when compared to the idiocy of today’s reality crap TV.
It was nice to follow a story and not have to listen to idiots talking about themselves.
What cha watching Lucy?
Yep, that might just be winter out there…
Snow.
Yuck, we got some.
Thank goodness, not in horrible amounts, so far.
Lucy, like me, is not thrilled.
Gavin doesn’t mind it a bit.
The Curmudgeon barely notices anything other than the TV screen.
That’s enough winter.
As his MS grows worse priorities change
It used to be I wanted time alone to write, these days I beg for a few minutes to sneak in a shower undisturbed and an extra five minutes of sleep.
I don’t do a lot of writing.
Mostly I do scut work, and when I’m not doing that, I’m trying to catch up on sleep.
The constant surges of adrenaline are driving me into a sleep deprived psychosis.
Why you were deleted as spam
Did you tell me I should write more and post fewer videos? …Yeah, that proved to me you actually looked at my blog. NOT.
You told me I was a brilliant writer on my “other words for sex” blog post. I know how old that post is and how you managed to find it.
Plus the fact that my spam catcher caught you.
I trust the spam catcher.
And now for something completely different…
I need a whole new routine…
Thursday:
Finish doing laundry 4:30 a.m.
Crawl on the couch to fall asleep with Lucy around 5 a.m. (the silly dog snores.)
6 a.m. wake to the sound of The Curmudgeon struggling, call 911 to have someone come help to get The Curmudgeon off the floor and into his bed.
When the adrenaline dissipates, try going back to the couch.
8 a.m. take dogs out because Gavin is whining.
Back to couch.
Alarm goes off at 10 a.m. feed dogs, take them out.
Try the couch again.
2 p.m. Alarm goes off for me to take my pills. Wake to find The Curmudgeon in his chair and Gavin whining to go out.
Then there’s dinner to cook, dogs to feed and take out…
Friday:
Other than the 911 call the day is essentially the same until I try for a nap around 2 p.m.
Loud crash from upstairs gets my adrenaline pumping and I run up the stairs.
He fell… claims he’s okay.
Heart pounding, I go back downstairs to quell the racing pulse and try for that nap.
Unsuccessful, I try reading to calm me down. It works somewhat.
Later, cook dinner, feed dogs and take them out, feed us.
I am so tired of running on coffee and adrenaline.
The acid test?
We are well into our first real snow storm of the season.
The back doors have passed the acid test.
No snow on my back porch.
Yippee.
Our next necessary major expense is a new oil tank. We’ve been warned for a couple of years now that ours is going into its death throes.
We also need new windows on the back porch…new front doors…flooring…painting done…new lights, walls, ceilings, bathroom update…
Oh eff it, we need a new house.
I pray I win the HGTV house so we can survive.
Old door on back porch
New doors
So so tired
I can’t understand why I am so tired all the time.
Thyroid test came back normal, and yet I am sleepy every minute of the day.
I sit for a few minutes only to find myself dozing off. My eyes slam shut and I am asleep in seconds.
Go to bed and I am wide awake. Go fig.
My so-called normal these days is to sleep a few hours, wake to take dogs out, go back to sleep for a few hours, wake to my alarm at 10 a.m.
I feed the dogs, have some coffee, take the dogs out, and fall asleep for a few hours.
Rinse and repeat that for the rest of the day. I haven’t the energy to get anything done.
And then there were two…
Two days into the new year…
New neighbors moved in across the street. We can only hope that they are better than the last ones.
The dogs are getting used to the new back doors. Both managed to bean themselves on the noggins a few times.
Now I stand on the bottom step and block them from trying to come in under the door.
No more snow on my back porch
The new doors are installed, look wonderful and seal the entry the way doors should. Next…we pay off the loan we had to take out to get them.
What do you mean they’ll be here at 8 a.m.?!!
Nope, I won’t be sleeping.
New door installation (back door and storm door) will begin at 8 a.m.
Last year we had snow come in under the back door. We always have a draft, it is also the perfect entryway for mice and insects.
Next we save for new windows out there and later maybe some insulation and dry wall… Oh, yeah…I’m dreaming there.
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