Bob was over today, and put in some time to help tackle a few tricky drywall pieces/angles in the master bedroom. He filled out the (future) door to our walk-in closet.
When I got home, the bunnies were out and about. I set my bags down, and they immediately got curious. I didn’t think much of it, even when Daisy started to rip the bag a little bit. At the store, I was given double bags – so I just figured the bunnies were tearing away the outer layer. Little did I know…
I was at a loss for something to post today, and went looking through my “unpublished” blog posts. Surprisingly, I have about 16 posts that I never quite got around to writing up… and this was one of them.
The speed and severity of… whatever this was, was pretty impressive. I am still trying to shake off the cough and congestion from last week, and tonight just added insult to injury. This was another one of those “I think my body is breaking down” moments.
I wish I would have taken a photo or two, but when I pulled up to my usual laundromat (Kimbark Laundry), I saw that the whole space was dark. On peering in through the window, the place was absolutely empty – totally gutted.
While we covered a lot of the main hall area with carpeting, there was a small bit that remained uncovered. And for whatever reason, Daisy has taken to this being “her spot.”
“An iron-bound strongbox for storing valuables in the 16th and 17th centuries, often with a large, complicated lock on the underside of the lid. Some were for the use of officers at sea, and would have been bolted to the deck of the owner’s cabin. Usually of German make, the chests could be anything from a few inches to 6ft (1.8m) long. the name itself was a fanciful Victorian invention recalling chests imagined to be used by the Spanish Armada.”
It was only after my shower that I realized I had yet to shovel our sidewalk outside, with all the snow that came down during the day. So I changed, went outside, and did that for a good while.
I got sick a few days ago, and this thing has stayed around. Usually, I’m only sick for a brief while… but whatever I have has settled into a cough tha just doesn’t want to go away.
“Take the fly, angel
of the ordinary house, laying its bright
eggs on the trash, pressing each jewel out
delicately along a crust of buttered toast.”
Though we are both back at work again, Liz and I continue to try to do some house work for a few hours, when we get home.
“There is big excitement in C block today.
On the window sill,
in a plastic ice cream cup
a little plant is growing.”
Spotted this while on my way in to work. I was actually standing in the vestibule, waiting to pull into Millennium Station, when I spotted this Dunkin’ Donuts cup sitting perfectly in the door.
The bunnies have been staying with Liz Rench for the last few months, as we wanted them to be elsewhere during a lot of the recent house work. Over the holidays, Liz and I talked and decided we wanted the bunnies to return home.
We ended up getting a 12′ x 10′, and unrolled the whole thing, then re-rolled it so it was only 10′ long. We’ve found that our car can deal with 10′ lengths, without us needing to strap anything to the roof or having to leave the trunk open.