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Project 52 - Drinking from the Fire Hose
and trying not to drown

Mrs_Sweetpeach
Date: 2019-01-09 11:27
Subject: Project 52
Security: Public
Location:Work
Mood:busybusy
Tags:cats, ingress, project 52, rl, scrapbooking, semgs



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Well, it was a week. jebra was away, working MAGFest. He hitched a ride with one of his Dorsai brethren, leaving me with custody of the van. Which I'd forgotten has a driver's seat that no longer adjusts (the positioning switch/mechanism broke while we were in the Upper Peninsula last year). Fortunately I could still reach the pedals, although reading the console was a challenge and my back and shoulders did not appreciate the fit. If anything ever happens to him, I'm replacing the van with something about the size of a Fiat 500.

Friday morning I went to fetch our mail but was defeated by the icy steps to the front porch. I didn't want to risk a fall, so I left the mail alone and went to work. The forecast called for
temperatures in the mid 40s, so I expected the steps to be ice free when I came home. They were. I tried to walk up the steps only to catch the toe of my left shoe under the lip of the porch, making me fall face first onto the concrete. My head actually bounced a few times. After accessing myself for damage and not finding any, I struggled to a standing position and gave up on getting the mail. I checked my face in a mirror once I was inside and had my shoes off but didn't see any obvious damage. I could already feel a bump coming up on my forehead and it felt bruised. I expected it to turn black and blue over the course of the weekend, but it never did.

I'd been dithering over going to SEMGS the next day; the pain in my head plus my discomfort with driving the van convinced me I should stay home. So that's what I did (although I did make the four block drive to and from Red Run Park for my daily Ingress hack. I'm currently at 1,310 consecutive days of play).

Sunday was a whole lot like Saturday, other than I took myself out for Chinese and I washed all of the cat beds I've made so far this year. I hope to have at least a dozen (and preferably two) ready in time for Fur Squared. The con starts on February 22 and from what I've seen online so far, it looks like it will be fun.

Besides making cat beds and getting old stuff off the DVR (I think a few of the things I watched were recorded more than two years ago), one of things on my to-do list was to get a good photo of Hamish's eyes. Being an indoors-only black cat in a house with not much direct light, he's difficult to shoot. And I have the feeling he isn't going to live a whole lot longer. He has lost a lot of weight and he no longer has the lush coat he had a few years ago. He slinks around the house looking like he doesn't feel well and he no longer comes running every time I walk into the bathroom (the traditional room of scritches if you're a cat in my house). He has an appointment with his vet on the 23rd. I would have liked to take him in earlier but we can only go in on Wednesdays and other things kept getting in the way.






Scrapbook papers & elements from the kit Bohemian Breeze
For more information about the designers and their work, see
http://mrs-sweetpeach.dreamwidth.org/903338.html".



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User: delphipsmith
Date: 2019-01-13 00:15 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:damnsnow
Isn't the bathroom "the traditional room of scritches" in any house? I know it is in ours :)
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