December 29, 2005

  • THIS IS NOT GREYFOX!

    I see that he has taken the liberty of blogging at my site in my absence.  Go figure.  He fed me a rationale during one of our now-quite-brief phone calls, since he signed up for a new cell plan that has no free off-peak minutes.  I didn’t get it.  I don’t think he realizes that he has more readers on ArmsMerchant than I have here.  They show up on the tracker as “guest”, and so he gets fewer comments than I do.  Ah, well….


    I’m at the Willow Library, watching the clock so I can get back on the road in time to make my optometrist appointment.  I’m exhausted, had a grueling water run yesterday, was weakening from CFS before we had all the buckets filled.  I splashed water in my face, always more clumsy when fatigued.  In trying to clean it off my glasses before it froze there, I broke the soft plastic cushion on one nose-piece, brittle as it was from the cold.  My optical prescription had been getting increasingly more out-of-date and out of focus, so I took the broken nose piece as a sign it was time to get new glasses.


    When we got home and Doug had unloaded all the water, I noticed the wet on the kitchen floor and put down newspaper (where did that mop go!?!) to soak it up, and soon the paper was more than soaked.  That didn’t seem right, if it had only been the usual overflow and tracked-in snow-melt, so I started trying to see where the water was coming from.


    It took a while.  There was no water collected in the bottom of the cabinet, so I assumed that one of the buckets on the floor in front of it was leaking.  Nope.  Finally, I noticed that one bucket which was on top of another in the cabinet was leaking, and the water was dripping from the edge of the lower bucket’s lid, so that the drips fell outside the cabinet.  It was cracked about halfway across its bottom, and spewed water across the floor as it lifted it into a dishpan that was too small to contain all the water.  A second pan took care of that, and four old towels took care of the spill.


    The clock says it’s time to go.  I may be able to reserve a computer for an hour this evening at the Wasilla Library, but will need to check my email… this time, I came straight here to blog, of course.  Gotta keep those priorities straight, don’t I?


Comments (9)

  • I am glad the leak was something easy to fix. peace ,and stay warm. Mia Lucia

  • Hi Susu!    Sorry for all the troubles…  That does sound exhausting, not to mention irritating, what with the problem with the glasses.  Eyewear issues are pretty high on my list of things that will drive me batty.

  • Please take care of you.

  • Wow, as if the actual water runs aren’t bad enough! I don’t know how you do it!

  • It’ll be neat to see what you look like with different glasses.  I’m rather used to the ones you wear now

  • Well you seem to be feeling better than Grey Fox.

  • I have been missing your frequent posts, Kathy. And I really wonder how you would have ended the “12 Days of Christmas” thing…but I have enjoyed reading Greyfox’s posts. Funny that he posted on your site more frequently then he has, in the recent past, posted on his own. It has been a fun read, his particular viewpoint is…interesting.
    Love to All
    Glori

  • Hope you get your computer back soon. I stop by occasionally & find your blog interesting. Take care with those glasses! I just got new ones too.

  • Oh My GAWD! I found a completely fan made final fantasy game where they jumbled up a bunch of the characters from a few of the games and made a storyline and all the good stuff. It’s pretty interesting. And I love how people have been doing things like that with technology over the recent years, remixing and blending movies, music, etc. into many things many of us once thought would be nice to see, hear or play.

    And life seems so perfect it’s scary. It’s like my entire self is consumed by a fire that does not burn, but bears into me a sense of peace about everything… I really enjoy.

    Life feels kind of like a dream. In fact, just being alive kind of reminds me everyday… what it was like to fall in love, only to be able keep in touch with that feeling, that intoxicating air that leaves me so dreamy and tender feeling inside.

    Kind of strange really but I’m not complaining.
    And it’s 06 already. wow! Just where does time go?

    Have a good one,

    Seph

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