Boggled

Woke early and decided to go out for breakfast, even though I've not washed my hair for days and am looking particularly slobbish.  When dressing discovered my cats have been eating my shoelaces.

wtf?

At least ten centimetres, if not more, missing from left shoelace of left shoe.  Chew marks on the others.  Did it swallow ten centimetres of shoelace?   There was a long cat poop in the tray yesterday, but I didn't think anything of it at the time.  Was it my shoelace holding it together?  Or was it just a fluke?

I telephoned nobody, but did mop half my kitchen floor.

This is not as slack as it sounds.  There was furniture moving involved.  Moved the fridge that doesn't work.  Moved the three door glassed door cabinet that mother gave me which only contains things I don't use and I don't know why I keep.

Maybe I should put my shoes in there?

Babbling

I am silly this evening.  Sometimes I would like to just go to sleep and not wake up.

Have been having the coolest dreams lately and they are much more interesting than anything that has been happening during the daytime :)  A couple of excellent spy type ones and only one uncomfortable one with sharks.

My shark dreams are usually set inside tiled buildings with large pools with tiny little narrow walkways between the pool and the wall and the pool next to the other pool and large leapy sharks.  This one was a little different.  It was a narrow beach with leapy sharks.  I wonder what leapy sharks signify in my twisted psyche?

Actually, I think the sharks are incidental.  It's really the teeth and the sudden unexpected leaping that scares the willys out of me.

I am supposed to be calling up dentists to make an appointment.  Probably leapy sharks is an entirely logical dream translation of fear of dentists, because it's not really the dentist's I am scared of.  I don't like needles in my mouth.  I am okay with needles in other places.  I just find it very difficult to cope with needles near my face and particularly inside my mouth.

When I fell off the scooter and the doctor had to riffle around inside the mince that was the inside of my upper lip to find all the little bits of broken tooth in there, he very kindly gave me the option of having the dental blocker needle from the outside, rather than the inside.  I coped with that a lot better.

Gosh he was lovely.
I think all doctors in emergency rooms should be attractive with lovely accents *sigh*

I swear I shall call dentists and mop my kitchen floor tomorrow and no more prevaricating.

Rushing past

No rest or responsible progress for me today.

A call from eldest sister (with the five and a half month old baby) to come and assist with a trip to the shops to return shoes, morphed into a shopping trip and have only just got home at a quarter past five. 

Them babies sure slow a person down. 

There again tomorrow to play with baby so sister can clean house.  Not sure how much use I am going to be. 

Babysitting tonight.  Babysitting tomorrow. Better be a good girl and start looking for a job soon.

I swear I will get my computer fixed soon and return to normal blogging and stop these boring catalogs of doing nothing..

Testing times

So ... the freezer section of my fridge is now only fridge cold (below 5 degrees) and the fridge section is around 13-15 degrees.  I thought to myself 'maybe its a sign - maybe 15 degrees is the perfect temperature for storing vegetables' or something - a sign I should be making more effort with the healthy eating thing - a sign of encouragement, but no.

It is a good temperature to store potatoes, pumpkin and bananas; but it is the perfect temperature to store wine.

oh hahahahahaha - the irony
and here was me hoping to achieve temperance for a period as an aid to weightloss
oh supreme being, i laugh
you are so funny

Well arse

I thought perhaps if I defrosted the fridge properly it might consider working again, but no.

I did a heap load of washing and hung it out (which is usually the bit which I dont' achieve - just an endless round of washing because I've left them in the machine) so it rained.

I am just not feeling lucky.

I should count my blessings, you say?

I am glad that Michael-cat waited until he was outside to vomit this morning.  I am glad I still have one piece of clothing respectable enough to wear outside the house.  I am glad I am weakwilled and am about to go eat breakfast out, because I like eating breakfast and it is much more enjoyable when somebody else makes it.  As well as being more likely to be edible. 

I hope you all had a lovely breakfast too :)

How you doing?

Tuesday was a day of rest and lovely.

Wednesday was meant to be productive (and partly it was - I went shopping and bought lots of healthy food and stuff - I even bought celery) but I forgot that I thought that maybe tomato soup gives me headaches and I made myself a vegetable soup which may possibly have been a little heavy on the tomato and retired in pain for the rest of the day.

Now my fridge appears to have ceased to function.
Obviously I am not meant to be thin and healthy.
Maybe I should go buy a case of wine and a caftan?

P.S.  Finally got to hear Civil Civic's Run Overdrive and it is rather awesome.  I need to listen to it again before I can decide about the other one, but I liked Run Overdrive immediately.  So that's two out of three of their songs that I have liked instantly :)

Quick hello

Well, it's 2 pm and I figured I should get out of bed.  Have been reading and napping all day.  Four cats curled on and around my legs.  Tolerant of my need to shift occasionally and an escort provided when I felt the need to get myself a glass of water or answer the telephone.

Am out in search of sustainance.

My resolve to eat fresh vegetables, fruit and other healthy things for the next week is shaky before I even start, though I did eat yoghurt this morning.