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Then again? Waterers, most of them refilled. I had enough for chores, but the empties were in the way. So... mostly refilled them. Then I realized I was out of medicine. I could let it slip. I have been doing exemplary with pill medicines for... a month, almost for sure, going on two, half in to the second month? Something.
No, I wasn't going to miss. So, I filled. I only have enough for a month. I may have... tossed the medicines I just ordered in! Ugh. I will call and reorder. I have to reorder everything else, anyway. Yeah. My bad. I do my best, my best just isn't perfect. So, filled for a month, with what I had. Ugh. When the refills arrive, I should be able to set up medicine dispensers for three more months. Makes it much easier to know when to call in for refills.
So, those things, then I found something the cats would eat... canned chicken. Not their favorite, but... edible. Now I am set up for a shower. Maybe a whisker trim. Perhaps a shave a bit after? Then to chores. Well, after I dry enough. Then I will look over the mattress and look at the dumpster, see if they will work with what is already in there. If I can get it in, I am guessing that will fill another quarter? Maybe?
There were a few other things which either needed doing or got in the way. So, actually, especially for me, I am moving pretty quickly. I am doing well. Tired, slightly sore, but... as long as I can keep at it, I will. In some ways, the place is beginning to look better, in other ways... it looks worse for the strangeness and mess of it. It'll get there, this time, though. Right through to well cleaned. As clean as the place can get. It's... a bit of an antique.
Well, on to a bit of gaming, then a shower, then some more gaming, chores... and... etc. It's a bit of give and take. It's how I have to do it. Good morning and day.
"then I found something the cats would eat... canned chicken."
ReplyDeleteMy cat absolutely adores canned chicken, and he loves the juice the chicken is packed in even more.
Yeah, well, yes and no, for my girls. I thought about the juice, went against it. There is a bit left, I will offer that too. Strangest danged critters. I can't do canned chicken. My mother liked it, so I kept some on hand. She never visited again.
ReplyDeleteDid I ever mention that I always fill in with backstory? I could... just... say, "Okay". :p I guess I don't see the point in saying anything, unless I am going to say... everything? Within some constraints. Ciao. "Pig!" :p
Yea... she went for the juice, totally ignoring the meat, when I did that. So, yeah. She was quite grateful for it. Thank you for the notion. I should have known, though... I don't like the "juice" myself. Cats have differences of taste. Who knew!
ReplyDelete"Did I ever mention that I always fill in with backstory?"
ReplyDeleteI don't recall you bringing it up as such, but I don't mind at all. Presents more of a real conversation, even if it's just a bit of talk.