6:09PM
Hello Readers. Thought I'd take another break from breathing the cloud of dust I've created by all of this cleaning. 3 bags of junk are now outside happily waiting for the garbage truck to take them to their new home. Now I have piles of stuff I want to keep and no good place to put it. Oh, well.....
I got a note taped to my door last night saying that the Apartment Management is going to be doing inspections on Monday and Friday - sometime between 9:00am and 5:00pm. How thoughtful of them. Any excuse to come in and snoop around (no, I don't have a drug den going on in here). The memo said they're inspecting the carpet & vinyl & the appliances. "Have Fun".
A nice little windstorm blew through town last night. My truck is now covered in dirt.
The wife had her MRI last Wednesday. When I asked her about it, she said it was fun, but she didn't like the news she got afterwards. The Dr said the infection on her foot/feet is in the bone. She has a date with the Orthopedic surgeon on the 24th. Just when you thought.......... Anyway, she's with her sister this weekend visiting the beagles and cooler weather. I'm down here in a cloud of dust (and sneezing my head off in the process). Doesn't sound fair to me. I have been told essentially, that I have the patience of a saint for putting up with this for as long as I have. Perhaps I do. Perhaps "patience" isn't the right word. "blind tolerance" would be better in this case.
During the cleaning, I realize that I need another bookcase, but have no idea where to put one where it'll fit. The cat is enjoying exploring all of the new places and smelling all the new smells. I'm glad someone's having fun.
OwlStorm
amused