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Slowly, very slowly, I am doing things. Yesterday I made it into town early enough to visit my broker's office. By chance, he was there. I also saw one of the ladies who helped a great deal and the owner. By the way, those were good things. They worked very hard and long on a difficult deal with a difficult financier and difficult people (me included, I suppose). Really, if it had not been for them I would not be in my home. I checked to see if they still had information regarding the electrical inspection, which they did. Trust me, that was a huge thing. After the visit, I went to my appointment, and then picked up my friend to go shooting. We found a path we had not driven before, after checking out several of them. There is a lot of road on the top of the world. We both need more practice, for certain.
I was pretty much done after that. Actually, just doing what I did wiped me out again. I could not sleep though, not until 3:30 and sleep was elusive and light. I thought of setting my alarm for 8:00 but decided 10:00 would be better if even then a bit doubtful. Foolish me, I forgot about the other alarm I had been tinkering with. I had both alarms on it set for 8:30 and 9:00. I had to wake each time to shut each off, not being awake enough to realize what I knew, that both alarms were set on the device. Unable to really get back to sleep, I got up at 9:45, turned off the primary alarm, and started my day.
Nothing has been done until recently. Exhaustion lingers. At 14:00 I searched for the paperwork regarding the electrician who had done the inspection and found the papers. I then tried to call the company. No one answered, so I left a message. I then called the insurance company I am working with and let them know where I was with things. They seemed okay with what is going on and thanked me for keeping them abreast of where things are. Good enough, for the moment. If I hear nothing from the electrician I will call him again Monday.
No, not much will be done. I have pushed hard. Body and mind are done in. At least it was cool last night. My readings indicate it got down to 49 F outside, about 65 or 55 inside. Nice, for me. Oh I love the cool. It does help me sleep. I am hoping to be rested up to hit things again hard on Monday. I have an appointment in the afternoon. I want to check on the electrician in the morning. As well, I have other matters to attend with the insurance company. I will gather those other materials to drop them off on my way into Logan. I will also do one of the dirt piles, the other on the following day along with weed whipping on Tuesday. For the weekend, I have been invited to a meal Sunday. I have suggested I will bring potato salad. Other than making a decent supply of that, this weekend is about rest and a little bit of cleaning... those things on my list.
Sam seems to be doing a lot better with my system. Having some time at night to be safely away from the dreaded kitteh, she can then handle a little time with her inside and some time outside. Sam was getting thin and a bit weak for a bit. Finally, yesterday, she started to do better, feeling more substantial. She now feels solid and strong again. Sassy seems to be functioning well, but has learned to climb even my high rise bed. However, I have had to put my foot down with her. Hitting a cat is a foolish and wrongful thing. However, sprinkling holy water... well, okay, tap water but they do not know the difference!.. works quite well. When she scratches where she should not, attacks electrical or speaker wires, or does other little things, a little sprinkle does well. Further, after sprinkling her for a bit, I get the same effect without water. I will mix water in occasionally, for a while. But I think I know how to tame the shmeow. Ha!
Well, back to recovery. Hmm, hungry... barbecued kitteh? It is a thought. *evil grins* Ha! I think Sam would help me. Have a good day.
This is really your first chance to begin feeling out a schedule for yourself. Everything before has been the long process of getting the house, moving in and then getting ready for your mom's visit and then working hard with your mom. phew!
ReplyDeleteNone of that was normal routine.
Rest when you need to.
I think those kittehs will be a big part of getting your own (or their?) schedule settled. ha!
Hope you eventually grace us with a few photos from time to time.
Here's a trick: get several small spray bottles and fill them with water. Set them around the house so there is always one within easy reach. Everytime kitteh does something naughty, grab the bottle and spritz. Accompany the spritz with a "PSSK! PSSK! PSSK!" sound from your lips.
ReplyDeleteAfter a while you will no longer need the water itself. Just the sound of "PSSK!" will set them straight.
Jean,
ReplyDeleteYes indeed. The pull has been tough, and with wounds and accidents thrown in. I would say it has been a test. I almost wonder if the thing wasn't drawn out just to see if I could handle stress. In other words, the financiers knew my medical condition and wanted to see if I would have a heart attach or stroke if pushed. Honestly, I do think so.
Photos are getting much closer. My mom took some on her digital and gave me some prints. And I will be using, finally, those disposables cameras. Pictures will be posted within a week or two.
D.C.,
Actually, I had thought of this before the move and purchased two sprayers. But uhm, I haven't quite found those yet. Or they did not make it while packing. Since I didn't do all the packing, this I cannot say. The hissing is a new option though. The next time I am in town, I will look for some sprayers. Then again, the ones I had were... perhaps a bit too big anyway.
The sprayers will actually have dual use. As I have the home set up, I want to start adding plants. I think initially they will be herbs and spices (I finally know the difference between those two by the way, or relearned recently, you know memory). The spritzers will work for house plants quite well too. "Pst" has been used, but mostly to get kitteh to jump. Heh! I am easily entertained when she is being annoying.
*PST!* *Jump and Run* *chuckles*