Monday March 29, 2004
After my second round of storage shuffle (aided by Jigglypig! =) on Saturday, I crashed big time: slept from 5:30pm until after 8am Sunday. Good, I thought. I probably needed that.
Sunday was such a beautiful day I had to get out and enjoy it. In the afternoon, I set out on foot to window shop and people watch downtown. The return leg is uphill and I wasn't feeling energetic at all. This walk is almost a daily thing (at least since the ice melted) and usually I complete it without concerted effort. Yesterday, not stopping for a rest was a large accomplishment. Not so good, I thought. I should take it easy until I see my doctors - soon.
Today, I am grumpy and exhausted, having done the astounding tasks of eating, showering, resting and doing laundry. I managed to stay standing at the econo wash and was looking forward to flopping down with some tea and a book upon my return to the apartment when Murphy struck:
My remarkably well-behaved and cuddly companion had become a devil cat in my brief absence. I am sure she didn't actually mean to harm them, but she knocked my finally-about-to-bloom African violets off the windowsill. Like I needed this. I can't make them wait, so I'll be trying to save the poor things before I get to flop down with my tea and book.
And, oh, just to make things more interesting, the low tech humidifying system I had on the radiator went down with the violets. That would be the three pots of water. Everything landed on and beside the shelves that are temporarily right beside the window. Oh, yes, it just had to be messy!
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