Sunday, March 19

Sunday, March 19

DeAnn texted me this morning and cancelled our zoom as she was going to go look at several open houses.  I was actually kind of glad because I was really tired.  I ended up sleeping until 11 am.  I have spent most of the day watching episodes of 911.  I am watching episode 38 of my recordings right now.  I will be able to watch at least two, maybe three more before I go to bed tonight.  There were nearly 60 when I started.

I did take time to eat a bowl of my chicken and rice hot dish and a bowl of ice cream, do a sink full of dishes and talk to my mother on the phone for an hour.  She didn’t have anything newsworthy to report. 

I also had to spend quite a bit of time holding Peaches who required a lot of loving today.

It was another sunny but chilly day.  It’s a little warmer today than it was yesterday, but it is still not spring, and I am longing for spring.  The snow is so deep that it is going to take forever to melt it all.  I just hope that it doesn’t result in four feet of water in my basement when it finally does melt. 

Tomorrow, DeAnn and I are scheduled to have a productivity partnership zoom.  I am hoping I can get up early enough to take a shower first then sort and start my laundry.  If I were not such a lazy ass, I would sort and start it tonight, but I just cannot.  I have zero energy and motivation. 

I am going to get my income tax stuff in an envelope and ready to mail tonight.  I also still have to order more pods of Sheba cat food and feed the cats before I call it a night. 

I guess I am devoid of interesting or important information tonight. 

I am grumpy because today was pretty much a waste.  And I am grumpy because it looks like the entire day of Tuesday this week and at least half if not more of Wednesday are fucked as I will have to baby sit Lily and am still trying to figure out what I am going to do about feeding her.  Currently, I am considering driving to Owatonna early on Tuesday (before noon) and picking up take out.  I figure I can get sub sandwiches for lunch and possibly pizza for supper.  Or some chef salads.  I like chef salads.  I have not had one in years. 

Perhaps while I am at her house I can work on her recipe project.  Anything to save me from watching hours of crappy contest shows or gag-worthy Hallmark formula movies.  Ugh.