Story of my life

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Ruth cooked a fabulous meal which Jeff and I joined in at chez Planet Bachelor, I wrote some checks for the new place, got keys, and fell in love with the newly finished hardwood floors.  I am SO looking forward to moving in.

Miss Margot continues her inexorable march into the annals of oddball kitty history.  Earlier this week, according to Jeff, he heard her mewing.  Normally she makes a noise which is less than ten decibels… really she is one of the quietest cats ever.  But in this case, it was a full bore mew and she was obviously exercised about something.  Jeff followed the noise into the living room where he discovered Miss Margot sitting in front of the television.  She continued to mew, and kept alternating staring at the blank tv and mewing and eyeballing Jeff. He turned the TV on. Success! She watched for a while, and then got bored and walked away.

What kind of cat ASKS for the TV to be turned on?  I know she likes hockey.  Gosh she’s a bizarre one.

This computational search engine went on line earlier this week.  May I suggest that you start with something from the solar system?  I’ve just spent an enjoyable couple of minutes comparing orbits and radii of planets and moons in our solar system.  And I learned a new word today, eristic.  Useful!

Some days are better than others

Yesterday I fell victim to pathetic fallacy and had another bad day.  It was raining pretty hard when I went to work, and I thought about John off and on all day.  I feel like I can’t move, can’t function, can’t communicate effectively.  A leaden feeling pervades everything.  The smallest thing will upset me.  Even the prospect of having Katie here for the evening (Planet Bachelor is full up as Ruth and the girls have arrived already and Dax’ place is a little cramped) didn’t cheer me up.

And I feel I should just be able to shake it off.  This morning is a little better.  A shower, a cup of coffee, a little self care.  Jeff is being very kind.  I have work to do.