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I think I’m going to take a break
Not from the blog but from the writing on it. I am going to let pictures take you into the mind of a completely blocked mystery writer.
I woke to this…
Grass seed + mouse = fat mouse
So the other day I raked up a bare spot just outside the back door and loaded it with grass seed.
Now we have a mouse that dashes away, diving under the grill, every time we go out the door.
Lucy has come close to catching it a few times.
Ew.
If he keeps eating the grass seed he’s going to get fat and slow and then she will catch him.
Gross.
Today’s T-shirt
No, I am not going out there.
So yesterday I woke to find it snowing hard enough that I couldn’t see clear across the cemetery.
First thing I do each day is take the dogs out.
I start with Lucy, who on this day, stood at the door looking out at that nasty white stuff coming down and gave me a real bad stink eye.
“I can hold it.”
“No, you can’t. Out.” I pushed her out to go do her business.
If ever a dog could rush a pee, Lucy can.
“Food now?”
“Not yet.”
Next Gavin’s out. He bounded to the door. He bounded out the door, peed four times in four places, and bounded back in.
“Where’s food?”
“Coming right up.”
Flower show
G and I spent a few hours at the local flower show again this year. I forgot to take my camera. G had her cell phone and took a few pictures. She’s going to try to e-mail them to me.
Looking at all the hardscaping had me drooling profusely. I so want my yard to be done with hardscape, raised beds, patios, a small water feature, a fire pit, and a small patch of grass.
No one would even consider doing it a little at a time, which is the only way we could afford to do it.
This is from last year’s show.
How many alerts does it take to keep us on schedule?
So we almost missed The Curmudgeon’s neurologist appointment.
He forgot to give me the date and time for the computer scheduling calendar and then he forgot to remind me the day before when his calendar reminder on his cell phone reminded him. (Deep breath.)
Of course when I saw him putting on shoes at ten in the morning I had to ask him what was up. I’m not sure if he thought he’d drive or not but yes, I exploded when he told me he had a neurologist appointment at 1:30. (Hours away.)
“And you’re getting ready to go now? Why the heck didn’t you say something last night?”
I crawled off the couch, took care of the dogs, went upstairs, showered, dressed and it wasn’t even noon yet. Only takes us fifteen minutes to get there in heavy traffic.
Sigh.
Oh and his neurologist is going to do the testing and stuff on my wrist. Feels good to know it’ll be done by someone I already know.
This one yells at us four times a day to take our pills.
Yesterday
The 7th. It was Mary’s birthday. My parents anniversary too.
I love and miss all three of them.
Nothing more to lose
There are days where I feel lonelier than I ever thought possible. More depressed than I ever knew I could become. Lost as if in a forest deep.
So angry at the man I should have the most compassion for and in more of a panic than I ever could believe a person could panic.
If only there were some way to escape other than the sleep I try so hard to get each day.
A woman should always have enough money set aside to give her a new beginning if need be. I, unfortunately, do not have such a thing.
I don’t even have the advantage of social security since I had to quit jobs to help care for my baby sister, then her kids for a short time, and finally The Curmudgeon.
I stopped writing because the stress of taking care of him plundered my concentration and imagination. I live in a harsh reality.
Now, I have no escape, no hope, and nothing more to lose.
No peace here
So now, somehow, we are having what seems like bi-weekly girl on girl brawls in the neighborhood. More than a dozen in on it.
As soon as we call the police half of them pile into cars and the other half flee on foot. One of these days, maybe, The Allentown Police will manage to get here in short order rather than ten minutes into the fight.
Ohm…….
I hope when I wake up later that I will be able to have a calm and serene day. I truly need one.
I am sick and tired of being stressed out.
I wish I had a better lid on my temper but lately I don’t even have a paper plate for it. Seems everything is setting me off.
Someone get me off of this rollercoaster to hell!
Another day of crazy at Casa Doggonedmysteries.
Yeah, one of THOSE days.
I’d just stepped out of the shower, dressed, and was heading down the steps when I heard Lucy raising hell in the kitchen.
There she was, barking and carrying on, bowing and nipping at The Curmudgeon and running away towards the doorway where I stood.
Of course I couldn’t get him up and had to bang on the door next door to get help.
Once in his chair he tried to give me excuses for not wearing his ice vest to take dogs outside in the heat or just waiting until I got downstairs since he took them out AFTER he heard me in the shower.
And that’s how my day started. It was all downhill from there.
I might have to release the Kraken!
I’ll keep house hunting …
For as long as it takes to convince The Curmudgeon to leave this area, I will keep looking at houses on beaches, near beaches, or within a very short drive of beaches.
Mind you I am talking warm beaches. No more cold for me. The last couple of winters have been far too cold, so cold that even my bones would ache.
So, if you live where winter is considered cold at 50 degrees and near or on a beach, please tell me about the area. I may take a look at the local real estate there.
I iz weddy for da beach life!
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