I've been sort of ditzing around the past couple of days. Some of it is the sugar high - I indulged in buying myself a king cake when I went shopping on Wednesday, and here it is Saturday and I've almost finished it. Sugar eating is high; alcohol consumption hasn't happened for several days. Weird.
I've been feeling a little jittery and unfocused. But it's March - on the 4th Bob finished his chemo and go the stem cells; by today - the 8th - I could tell that his body couldn't handle it.
It doesn't help that it's Ramadan so I don't have Ebaida to chit chat with - the all day fasting tends to make her feel pretty sick.
Anyway, RiverSong's skin has been acting up recently so I'm back to having to give her baths, and she got one yesterday. Poor girl - we're back in a spring cold snap, I don't keep the house very warm, and the hair dryer scares her. I didn't want her to get chilled, so after I got her as dry as I could I stuck her in a carrier with a warm towel (put it in the dryer first) and heating pad. She's forgiven me - but I have to do it again tomorrow, or maybe Monday.
Now that the roof is done, I had to email the paperwork to State Farm. That's been waiting a week. Downloading the information from the roofer's emails was easy, but I also had a set of physical forms that I had to fill out and then scan. So, now that I was finally going to do it, I couldn't get the laptop to talk to the scanner. I fought that for awhile and finally got it done, but by then I was so discombobulated that I said the heck with everything else and decided to have some coffee (and king cake) and read. Except that when I put my water in the microwave, it made a loud sound (the microwave, not the water), started vibrating, and gave off the smell of electrical death. Time to get a new microwave
Today got off to an early start, which didn't do me any good. I woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep. Normally this is all right - I just give up, maybe go get a glass of milk, and read for a half hour or so and then I ca n usually fall asleep again. But that's when I wake up at 3:00 or so. This morning it was 5:30. I knew that if I fell asleep again after 6:00 that I would probably sleep until 9 or 10 and then be completely groggy for the rest of the day, so at 6:00 I gave up and got up. (It didn't help that it was pouring down rain) Did I get anything useful done with all my extra morning? Hell, no. Mostly doom-scrolled and played computer games. I finally got my arse off the couch, took care of a couple of things, and then decided that I had some strawberries that needed eating and crepes would be good for lunch. I got the batter made and the strawberries sliced - and that's when the power went out.
I gave it 20 minutes, and then gave up and had a sandwich instead. (the power eventually came back on). Then I discovered that my Google assistant had a blank screen. Apparently the power coming back on killed it. I tried doing a factory reset (during the course of which I found that my home app was out of date and had to download and install a new one) but no go - it's dead.
Problem is, I like it. I like asking for music. And, slightly pathetic though it seems, I like having something that responds to my voice (the cats ignore me). I say good morning, it says good morning back and tells me the weather forecast and anything on my calendar for that day. I ask for music, and it says "Sure." I come home, yell "Google, I'm home" and it says "welcome back" and puts on music for me.
Damn - so now I need a new microwave *and* a new Google Portal. Except - - I talked to it, and it talked back, so it works; it's only the screen that's dead and I can live without that (I don't watch videos in the kitchen.)
Between the thwarted lunch plans and then having to spend time troubleshooting the portal I was getting frustrated, so I took a walk to check the mail. A comb that I had ordered came in. I've been wanting a wide-toothed comb, but not a plastic one, so I had ordered a wooden one (creates less static, and nicer aesthetic). I opened it up - and yes, it was a wooden comb, but with a thick plastic finish on it. Damn.
While I was getting my mail, I was feeling my usual annoyance at the trash littering the highway; I have to drive past it every day when I enter my driveway. At least this was one problem that didn't involve appliances or downloads, so I got my trash tongs and a bag and cleaned it up. Then I wandered around the yard and picked up downed branches from the morning's storm.
That calmed me down enough to look at the comb again. I could have just returned it and gotten a refund, but small items aren't worth Amazon's time to inspect and put back in inventory; they just toss little things like that, which isn't acceptable to me. Instead, I went down to the cottage, set up my little belt sander, and started sanding off the offending plastic coating. I was able to just finish before the belt broke and flew off. Then I came back to the house to do hand-sanding with finer paper, and finally buffed it with Howard's Feed and Wax and now I have the comb that I wanted.
My microwave died. I had to spend way too much time fussing with my computer/scanner. I gave a cat a bath (actually she's pretty good about it, just pathetic). A power outage just in time to make me change lunch plans. My Google Portal died (and I had to update an app to try to fix it). A comb I ordered was not what I wanted and I had to fix it. The belt on my sander broke.
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