Thursday April 18 2024

I can't even recall what I did yesterday; I feel like I didn't do much of anything, and I feel even more like not doing anything today! By now I have created double the mess and it is hanging over my head like a dark cloud. Suffocating! 

I have to fold stuff from the dryer, dry stuff from the washer, empty all the trash and take the bin out to the end of the driveway; I also need to hang up and put all my clean clothes away. I have to make the beds and see if Nannie's is wet (the clothes she was wearing were wet) I have yet to further attack the mess in my 'old' room AND in my 'new' room, and the main bedroom, and the formal living room, AND the dining room. 

I would say I'm rather depressed by the sheer scope of everything! I know I can't do it all at once, but I can't make myself even pick a starting point. Discouraged, resentful about a LOT of things, tired as all get out. What a wonderful day.

Okay, got up and started in by emptying all the wastebaskets, put away and hung up all of Nannie's clothes that were out draped here and there from her "midnight prowling". Her sheets are damp, but not wet-wet, so I peeled them back and turned on the ceiling fan. Went up to the kitchen and scarfed down some slices of roast beef....(needed protein to OOOMPH my energy level up.) and then, upstairs I gathered all those wastebaskets to dump out. Discovered when I went to make my bed, that the little 4-legged canine creature had peed on my comforter, so I started the washer with that. Then I decided my change-jar, being so full and heavy, needed to have the coins sorted into piles so I can put them in the sleeves to turn in for green $ at the bank (tomorrow). Then Momo had to come upstairs and she whined and squealed that she wanted to play with her "baby", so I did that with one hand while I continued to sort coins on my bed with the other hand. She kept wanting to put her baby ON the piles of coins, threatening to UNsort them. So, we are back down in the den for now. I brushed her for 6 minutes without stopping, and now she has quieted down. Nannie is still conked out. I have dishes, etc. in the sink, soaking in hot soapy water. The fun never ends.

Maybe in a minute or two I can go back upstairs (after the comforter is ready to go into the dryer), and put away and hang up all MY clean clothes.

I also have to search around for a mousetrap, as there is evidence of a mouse raiding the kitchen snack shelf, as in nibbled open packages and sampled treats, which had to be tossed out. Apparently it didn't think too much of the Little Debbie's cakes Nannie is so fond of, as 4 of the packages were chewed open and only small bites were taken from each.....and, of course, the evidence of little mousy-poops is a sure indication of a little rodent food thief.

Sometimes it seems all I do is take care of pee's and poop's, but, well ? after all, I AM a plumber's daughter, and a nurse, so I guess that's why I attract it. ? That and the indisputable fact that 'it' all rolls down hill and I am standing at the bottom of that hill.

Up and away Junior Birdmen..............