Most of Sunday

I slept OK, woke up once.  Ron was so excited to hear me awake.

It's cute, in the morning.  We talked a little, I got him some kratom, and he asked me to cook him a burrito.  I told him he knew how to do it and went back to bed.

I woke up, Spotty started yelling the minute he saw me up, Mama cat too.  I gave them a can of Turkey Dinner Pate with probiotics on top.  Spoiled?  No.  They had a good time working on that and ate every speck.

Spotty was still hungry afterward so I gave him some dry food.  The old guard did not want any food.  They are probably waiting for Ron to wake up and give them treats.

Well, he got up, drank, gave them some treats.  I got ready to go to Walmart, pay my electric bill (with Ron's money), etc.  He blew up at my right before we left.

I found a package on the porch and brought it in, left it in my chair.  These days I like to think about it, what it might contain, for a while.  I went out to the bus stop.

Normally I don't talk about nice things I do (and I do try).  I would rather someone else brag on me.  But I did something awesome, I froze 2 powerades, solid.  I put those in my bag.  I half froze another, put that in as well.  Last one I just refrigerated.  I kept one of the frozen, and the refrigerated, for me, I gave the other 2 away.  It didn't matter if I waited at a hot bus stop (and it wasn't really bad today, heat warnings nonwithstanding).  I gave one to one bus driver, it was a big hit.  I drank my refrigerated one.  It was nice and chilly.

We got to the transit center and I had a rather long wait on the next bus.  But it came.  And "She doesn't drink that sort of drink" said very disdainfully.  Well, the cab driver to come home sure liked it!  Another long ride to my destination.

I went and paid the bill first.  No one was paying bills.  I had my backpack so I put my receipt in it.

Then onto shopping.  For work: ammonia free window cleaner, and #64 rubber bands (best for counting money).

For Ron: 2 RCA to Stereo Mini adapters, had enough "change" left (and not taking calls anyway) to buy a couple packages of meat sticks.

For the cats: 5 cans of Friskies turkey pate, 5 cans of Friskies turkey slices.  Mama and Spot love both and literally licked the plate clean on each one, when served.  And "cat plates" foam, 6 inch diameter plates.

For me: drink mix, some Diet Mountain Dew, a can of chips.  A notebook with a plastic cover (for food logging) and 3 bottles of Diet Dr Pepper.

I got in line and started loading my stuff on the conveyor.  There's 2 different customers in front of me and several behind me.  A gay black man comes running up to the head of the line, screaming at the cashier "This is a 15 items or less lane!"

I look up, no sign.  I ask the cashier, "Is it?"

"No" she replies
"So I am fine paying for all this here?"
"Yes".

The guy stomps to the back of the line, cursing.  It is 12:30 PM on Sunday, on Tax Free Weekend.  There are better times to shop if you don't want a line.

She rang up my stuff and put it in my reusable tote bags (I brought them in the backpack).  The woman behind me saw the frozen Powerade, in the carry bag, still in my cart, and started yelling I had to pay for it.  I told her I already did, and showed it to her.  "Do they sell frozen drinks here?"

"No"
"I brought it in here".  She finally left me alone.  Very rude.

I am sure security would rather let me shoplift so they could prosecute me.  I went to the foyer area and called Arturo.  Who was busy.  I called Alex, confident I would get a ride.  And he was in Galveston.  Well, crap.

I had to call Yellow Cab.  It was very noisy and you have to talk to the computer, they don't have the real person anymore.  I had to listen to it, it wanted to pick me up at work or home.  I had to tell it no.  Then I had to shout the address.  I had to listen to make sure the computer got it.  Then I had to punch a button for yes.

I had to punch another button for a regular cab and some more run-around.  I finally went outside.  It was hot but I've dealt with worse.  Like I told Ron yesterday at work, probably the worst weather ever was the rain that came in front of a cold front.  I got soaked and then freezing temperatures and high winds came in behind the rain.  THAT was the worst.  This was just heat, humidity, sun.  I got out my hat and put my hair up in a pony tail.

They said a cab would be along right away.  I was skeptical.  I drank my soda and kicked myself for coming to Walmart on a Sunday.  I KNOW better.  I shouldn't have bought anything, but I had 2 six packs of Diet Dew and a big honkin' bottle of window cleaner.  Agh!  Kicking myself.

And my phone rang.  Normally everyone goes to voicemail unless in my phone book but I was waiting on a cab.  I answered it, he asked where I was waiting.  I told him.  I told him only 3 bags.  He showed up about 3 minutes later.

That is the nice thing, I look like a Heather.  I loaded my stuff in the back and gave him the drink.  He was happy to get it, especially when I told him I had a real tip for him too.  We went home, he was very upset talking about processed foods.

We got to the house and the landlady from #2 was in front of my house.  She just loves to do it.  I have to find it funny.  Big huge driveway but she wants in front of my house.

I got everything out as she came over.  She said the tenants soiled the toilets before their water was cut off.  Well, soiled toilets, I got that much.  She asked if she could use some water from my house.

10 gallons of water for good will?  I did kind of go buggo over the fence.  So, yes, with a smile.  I went in the house through the front door because Mama cat adores her garage.  I try to indulge her, especially now.

She is very happy out there, she greets me happily, purrs, reclines, takes petting, just doesn't want a bed, just nice hot concrete.  I am glad I swept it out so well when I cleaned it.

I put everything away.  Ron was awake, I gave him his meat sticks + patch cords.  He has been pretty flat in bed all day today.  It's his day off, I ran errands and went shopping, he wants to lie around.

I did do laundry last night so I don't have to worry about that.  I just need to actually run the dryer.  Seems stupid to run A/C and dryer at the same time, especially with the door open to the garage.

Glad I did pay the electric.

I am working up to sweeping and mopping the tile floors.  Some areas need work.  I just need to check

I got a second package.  I waited to open them until I put everything away.  Not sure if she is OK with me saying what I got but they were very thoughtful and useful gifts.  I like practical gifts.

She had wanted to send something for the cats, and I have no pride when it comes to my loved ones.  I am one of those people, give me something for Ron, the cats, Bible Handout recipients, I will take it.  Offer me something and I will waver. 

There was a big cardboard box.  It was heavy, and I thought I heard a clank when I picked it up to bring it in the house.  What was it?  A cat condo?  Don't really have room, but I would make it work.  I already have two metal litter scoops - if you have a cat you have got to get one.  They are the best.  Toys, maybe? 

I couldn't tell from handling the box.  I sat it on my chair while I did my work putting things away.  I finally opened the big box first.  And found a huge bag of cat food for Mama cat.  She is set for WEEKS now.  I was thrilled, and yelled "Awesome!"  the cats looked at me. 

I put it with my other dry cat food. 

I had a large padded envelope, now, the blue and white bubble wrap ones.  I handled it but couldn't tell.  It didn't have sharp edges, that's all I could say.  I figured cat toys. 

I opened it up, it was an assortment (I think every flavor) of Temptations cat treats.  A rainbow of packaging, each package resting inside a larger plastic bag.  I showed it to Ron. 

He is still having some cognitive issues.  He was very confused by the double bag concept and kept saying the (outer) bag had a small hole.  I told him it didn't matter, it wasn't packaging, but he kept repeating there was a hole. 

And I thought we were doing better.  I don't care, I know they're fine, but I think I will give the treat bags to him individually.  And the cats will love this! 

At the end of the day I will be feeding kitten food to 2 cats, regular adult formula to Mama, Urinary Diet to Biscuit, 7+ formula to Baby Girl, and 11+ formula to Torbie.  That's a lot to keep track of.  But I have a system that works pretty well. 

I am coddling Mama cat and Spot with wet food as she heals and they both adjust to life with us, but that will transition to dry because poor Biscuit loves wet food.  But he can't eat the standard varieties and he detests the special formula wet food.  Even Spot won't eat that. 

I think it is "mean" to hand out wet food to one cat but not another, especially when the second cat really wants it.  That's one reason I got turkey flavors today, Biscuit hates turkey, he was a fish man, and is less interested.  But he still cries when I open the can.  :(  He doesn't understand. 

My big worry today is Biscuit, he is being so bad eating everything but his diet.  I am worried he will get another stone.  Which is one reason I got wet, turkey, cat food.  He hates turkey but the new guys love it.  I think they would eat about anything I gave them, especially Spotty.  But I can't leave their food out or Big Mouth gets in there.  And he's so big Spotty backs off - but everything I have seen Biscuit has been nothing but gentle with him.

Spotty kept yelling for food just now so I fed him and Mama a can of turkey in gravy.  They seem to like all Friskies' takes on turkey.  And my guys do not.  So that's fair.  Spot and Mama are eating away so a good call.  I hope so, I got 10 more cans of Friskies turkey today at the store.

I am always happy to spoil them.

I am going to go mop the floor, it is pretty bad and I will feel better when I do it.  Ron is being a bed bug today so I don't think he is going to track it up, he just used the bathroom.  But I will ask him to stay in his room and he is always good about doing that.

Off I go.