Now I know the weather has gotten to me! Today it is around 90 degrees here. Sweltering for us and our non-A/C houses.
Do I take a book (now reading the first Harry Potter……yeah…. I know I’m the last surviving person in North America not to have read it….SHADDUP!), go sit in the shade with some iced tea, and relax? NOT a chance!
Instead, I choose today to do the cleaning schmozola in the computer room in the loft, which is I may add, the hotest room in the house! Complete with sky light to provide you with just enough UV rays to make you feel like your out baling hay. So I’m moving furniture around like an idiot, shampooing carpets and numerous other equally unpleasant tasks! I’m telling you I’ve lost my mind! I also pulled something in my back, and strained both knees! Talk about GIMP!
My morning also started out with me chasing the cat around the block! GEEZE…. glad I wasn’t watching that ordeal! I was talking on the phone outside, while watering plants and stuff at about 8:00 am. I’m yabbering away, and the cat wanted in, so I let him off his leash and kept on blabbing (knew email was better!) About 10 minutes later, still on the phone, and I said, I don’t think I let Smudge back in the house!
I checked out all his usual snoozing places in the house (he’s very predictable), and no cat! I went out onto the second floor balcony for a bird’s eye view of the neighborhood…….no cat. So, I walked around the block, looking and calling. No cat. I got home, went back up on balcony, looking again. *sniff* no cat! I went to the back fence and stood up on it enough so that I could see over the fence into the neighbors’ yards. I noticed a great ruckus amongst the bird population, and sure enough the birds were swooping, and taunting the cat from a safe distance. I called the cat, and he came as far as the yard directly behind ours. Grrrr… wouldn’t come any closer…..damn cat!
I make a mad dash around the block and go into their backyard, and finally find the friggin’ cat! In the meantime, the garbage guy is coming, the cat’s getting scared, and I know if I attempt to carry him all the way home, I’m going to be wearing some serious claws! So, I shoved him back through the fence into our yard, and ran like a bat out of hell all the way home! Only to get in the back yard…….no cat! Fuck! So, I run into the house, grab two cans of cat food, and go out into the yard and start clinking the 2 cans together, calling the cat. Finally he comes sauntering out from under the bushes where he was watching me make an ass of myself. I promptly tied him up safe and sound again. Little Bastard!