Early pickup

I slept pretty good last night.  I woke up at 5-something and hit the snooze button a few times.  I was all alone in my bed, actually, no cats. 

I got up and fed Biscuit, even though he was outside and couldn't be bothered to beg for his breakfast.  Well, breakfast comes at 6:30 regardless of whether he's begging, so I fed him.  I don't want him to feel like he has to beg in order to be fed.  I'm feeding him, regardless. 

He came in and was delighted to find breakfast (1/2 cup dry food, 1 can salmon pate) already laid out for him and the other cats.  He gobbled away and rubbed against my leg in gratitude. 

I got ready, shaved my legs, etc.  I did my God Time before I got on the computer, later. 

We went to work.  The boss was supposed to show up, but didn't.  I stocked everything anyway.  I was a little annoyed at Ron, at one point.  I feel sometimes like he wants me at his beck and call.  I'm OK with that, but if I have other work to do (snacks) it presents a conflict.  That was pretty minor, though. 

I finished my work and helped Ron with his, then did some touch up, "extra" work before we left. 

I also remembered to bring both my Phenergan and my bucket to work.  The bucket will stay at work, the Phenergan will stay in my fannypack.  Here's to hoping I don't need them. 

We took some change to the bank and deposited that.  It took a while.  I was glad to get out of there.  Then we went to Burger King (my choice).  We took Chuck, we all ate for $23.  Ron got the new specialty bbq bacon burger, and I got 2 extra hamburgers to be my dinner tomorrow night. 

We had a good "visit" I suppose you'd say, and then Chuck took us home.  And what do I find but #6 has completely torn up his front yard, removing all grass, exposing rusty galvanized piping I suppose he used for his irrigation system. 

You may remember some years back he was obsessively running his sprinkler system every night, soaking my siding, causing me some worry to be about the siding getting wrecked.  That stopped after a while, but it looks like it may be starting again. 

Worst case I will need to repaint my house and repair the siding.  When we bought the paint, I didn't realize the paint clerk had formulated a gallon of interior paint, for my exterior job.  And everyone says you can't use inside paint outside.  After I had already painted the siding.  Great.  So, worst case the sprinklers wreck my paint and I need to repaint. 

This is all just supposition.  He may have just ripped out all the irrigation stuff altogether.  That would be great.  I didn't see any new pipes, just the old ones piled up. 

I tried to take a nap and did sleep for a while.  Whatever they were doing next door, they were quiet about it.  I woke up spooned with Biscuit, who had crawled into bed behind me and curled up with me.  His back legs touched the back of my knees and his tummy touched my back.  It was very nice, but of course I had to roll over, which upset him.  :(  He moved a little but not much. 

Then the guys next door started making noise and I tried to sleep, but I couldn't.  I finally got up. 

I did my God Time before I turned on the computer.  I heard some strange electrical humming which freaked me out, wondering if the A/C system was dying or dead.  A few minutes ago, I figured out the icemaker "arm" had fallen down so the icemaker was trying to make ice, but it's broken and doesn't have water anyway, so it was just humming.  I fixed the icemaker arm so it wouldn't make any more noise.  Scared me. 

I had horrible visions of having to buy a new A/C unit or something.  I'm glad I didn't tell Ron when it started.  I will tell Ron now because he needs to know about the arm. 

Ron opened the door to the garage to get his vodka, and didn't realize Biscuit had escaped.  I heard pathetic cries for help and looked all over the house before I figured it out.  I opened the door to the garage and there he was.  He came right in, too.  He had something stuck in his whiskers from sticking his face where he shouldn't, of course. 

#2 still isn't working.  They have been here for weeks and nothing.  Either they get some kind of check or they are in big trouble.  I can't see them moving to Texas if they didn't have at least one job lined up, though.  He was out in front of his house talking on the cell phone for a while earlier.  I could hear him in the house. 

Ron set up an early pickup for tomorrow so I need to go to bed.  I hope you're having a good one, I'm praying for you every day.