Just Three Rooms.

 Just Three Rooms.

 

Lay thinking last night about the arrangement of my bedroom. Sylvia’s crate is a major hassle to even move around, but the way the two doors are situated in that room, nothing but the current layout really works. Anyway, put my stepstool on the other side of the bed along with a little table and the under-the-mattress handle that helps me pull up and prevents me from falling out of bed. Got most of the dust bunnies annihilated and the floors in the bathroom and bedroom mopped. While Gregg and Vickie were here yesterday evening, Vickie cleaned the living room for me. It still needs to be mopped, but maybe the old woman can get that done later today. Have to vacuum the kitchen first. It’s always something, but at least three rooms are a little bit better.

 

Gregg filled up two large bags full of sticker plants and threw them in the trash bin. Have a feeling that bin is going to be a major problem to take across the street. If it is just absolutely too heavy for me, will ask the neighbor to take it across for me. Max is a good kid/man.

 

It seems like the older one gets, the younger everyone else seems. Ever notice that? Have also noticed that some of the folks we see often at places like Sutherlands are getting a little older, too. But isn’t it nice to be able to recognize the same employees that have worked at a place forever! Have gone to a couple of vet clinics where the front reception employees are never the same. Hmm. Makes a person wonder if the working conditions or the boss’ attitude is a problem.

 

Michelle Malay brought me a DVD player to hook up so we could watch some funny and happy movies. We talked about some movies we had watched that are definitely not PC. Blazing Saddles was one of the ones that made me just about fall over laughing. We tried to name some of the folks in those movies whose names we could actually remember. Lewis used to like the ones with James Garner in them. We both would go around saying things like “puberty hit ‘er hard!” It reminds me of taking Jennifer’s boys to see Up. We had to listen to “SQUIRREL!” all afternoon. Such good memories. Wish we could have done more of those kinds of things with them.

 

Guess no more eggs will be leaving this hill for a while. If Jenn tries to make it home on a weekend or two and Lance comes to give her a break, those eggs will all be taken to Ft. Worth. Grayson griped that he did not get any the last time his mom came up. Maybe he could come the second weekend and let his mom go home to be sure the laundry is done and things are squared away down there. It’s a long trip just for eggs!

 

Blake should be here soon to attack the crab grass. That stuff has just gone wild and wooly since we had the two rains earlier. Still have not mixed up the vinegar, Epsom salt, and Dawn to kill the grass out on the sidewalks. Oh well.

 

Just noticed that the old woman forgot to roll up the new water hose out front. It really does not need mowing out there anyway. Maybe the driver will go around it. Not too enthusiastic about going out right now anyway. Will wait to go to United until tomorrow morning, too. Will take tag renewal notice with me as well. Two birds, don’t ya see. Will also try to remember to eat a good sandwich out of this roast beef before leaving the house. Not good to go grocery shopping on an empty stomach. Now just trying to be sure to take the list!!

 

Got a call from Nikki, Dr. V’s nurse. She told me to be at the hospital at 7, but Dr. V said 6. Guess which hour will be seeing us there. She also told me it did not matter what clothes were on me upon arrival since they would strip me and let me “enjoy” a gown. Don’t you just think those gowns are the nicest way to be butt naked! Guess it won’t bother me for long one way or the other. Will only be there overnight, but Jenn will have to come home and take care of the critters. SO glad to have her here.

 

Blake did a great job on the grass—as usual. He said the crab grass was just loaded with moisture. Too bad we can’t have a goat or two out here to eat all that stuff. A horse would founder, but a goat would love this stuff.

 

Let us all pray for the teachers and students who are or will be attending classes now. Let us pray that everyone will have a good attitude no matter what. May the teachers have patience, the parents have understanding, and the students willing hearts. And may all the lessons produce a mind of reasonableness and a search for truth.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.