Slow Saturday, with nap
Saturday, October 24th, 2009 06:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rolanniUp betimes and Hexapuma to the vet. Since Steve is not supposed to lift heavy objects for another day, and I have no arm strong enough to take a Puma in his cat traveler, we went with Plan B. I wrapped the cat in the floofy fleece blanket from the couch and carried him out to the car. He sat, perfectly calm, interestedly observing the scenery as we wended our way into town. Shots were administered, and we went across town to Steve's office to perform a necessary errand, then home again.
I should mention that it was raining when we got up, raining when we took Hex in to the vet's and -- ah, it's been raining all day, right?
I spent some time figuring out the logistics of the new! rolling! bag, and what goes where. Those who know me will understand that this was no trivial undertaking. After I was done, I sat down at the dining room table, and Hexapuma climbed into my lap and went to sleep. I finished reading my book.
It having been a rather stressful week in its way, four of us -- me, Steve, Scrabble and Hex -- decided on an after-dinner nap (Mozart simply elongated his before-dinner nap under the dining room table). Good call, that.
I have now finished going through "Hidden Resources" with a red pen. I may make a start on correx tonight, or maybe I'll wait for the blood to dry and hit the keyboard first thing tomorrow. Much depends on the state of the dishes needing to be washed, tonight.
As I look at the top of the chest of drawers, I see that the pile of books I've been pulling from recently is down to five: Endless Blue, Living with Ghosts, Silver Lies, Girl Genius, Volume Eight, and Uncommon Arrangements: Seven Portraits of Married Life in London Literary Circles 1910-1939.
Decisions, decisions...
I should mention that it was raining when we got up, raining when we took Hex in to the vet's and -- ah, it's been raining all day, right?
I spent some time figuring out the logistics of the new! rolling! bag, and what goes where. Those who know me will understand that this was no trivial undertaking. After I was done, I sat down at the dining room table, and Hexapuma climbed into my lap and went to sleep. I finished reading my book.
It having been a rather stressful week in its way, four of us -- me, Steve, Scrabble and Hex -- decided on an after-dinner nap (Mozart simply elongated his before-dinner nap under the dining room table). Good call, that.
I have now finished going through "Hidden Resources" with a red pen. I may make a start on correx tonight, or maybe I'll wait for the blood to dry and hit the keyboard first thing tomorrow. Much depends on the state of the dishes needing to be washed, tonight.
As I look at the top of the chest of drawers, I see that the pile of books I've been pulling from recently is down to five: Endless Blue, Living with Ghosts, Silver Lies, Girl Genius, Volume Eight, and Uncommon Arrangements: Seven Portraits of Married Life in London Literary Circles 1910-1939.
Decisions, decisions...
