Her social worker is here, offering to drive her to go shopping. She's mentioned going shopping with her social worker a few times in the past few days, and has been maintaining a shopping list. She asked me what we needed last night.
This is now being thrown into question.
I had thought to do Engentado while she's out shopping, before it gets too much hotter, but that appears to be out the window, now.
The doc bumped my Tilidin to 150mg. This seems to be working better already, instead of eating a supplemental in a few hours.
I got a prescription for my own scoot-chair, too; I've been using hers. We have a vision of tootling up the vineyards side by side, hand in hand. π
I also got the transfer to an orthopedic surgeon to start the foot fixing road once again. I was about to have the first operation when the pandemic started, now I have to start over from scratch.
Hmm.
The rain/mist has stopped. I can see distinct edges on clouds, and it looks like the sun is trying unsuccessfully to peek through.
It's still early enough that I wouldn't "feel guilty" about "leaving the office" during business hours. There's nothing in my inbox, anyway.
I'm stuffing smokes, but am at an easy stopping point.
It's a minor effort to get organized and dressed, but an effort nonetheless.
I'll stuff a few more ciggys, and ponder upon the situation.
π She's been threatening to go to the store for days. The cat food situation is dire; we'll run out of wet with the evening feeding, and the dry ran out yesterday. (I'd thought there was another box of dry, but the box I was thinking of is not cat food)
The weather witches say no more wets until later in the day.
I suspect I will be sent to the store shortly. π€£
Naturally, should this occur, Engentado will proceed concurrently.
π I'm so tempted to continue on with the joke opera poem, because I'm making myself something to eat, but I'll spare you. π€£π€£
#SlugLife
The cleaning crew, and Pharaoh Schoko, have left, so it's just us old folks, and cats, once more.
In theory, I've been open for hours, but the summer lull is still going on, and I don't expect it to start picking back up for a couple weeks yet.
Someone interested in the Badtz Maru Bronco indicated that they'd be by sometime this week. πΈ
Meanwhile, I should prep, clean, and photo the Rumble 100, too. I've got my practice amp, and DI pedal; I don't need a stage amp anymore.
π I'm having a #StuffingParty, and she grabs some bags, and finally gets under way.
She's got a little over an hour (by my calculations) before wets start to fall, and fall for a long while. My weather math is more uncertain these days, as more variables exceed their expected bounds, so my timing is likely off.
We discussed the weather window, and she poo poo'd the thought. I have an umbrella! (and she knows how to use it)
We'll see.
Nailed it. π€£
I mentioned I might not be here when she wakes up, and she mentions don't use too much charge, I want to go to the store. π I've got it covered, I'd plugged it in yesterday after use.
So, it looks like a late Engentado is in the offing. The skies are darkening, but still seem OK. Check her smokes, over 10, so OK.
Let me put on some pants, and let's do this!
I'm still waiting for any indication of a store run. As the morning progresses, I suspect I will soon hear "I'm going back to bed."
I watered my rescue Aloes, it's the end of the month.
There're a few Sempervivum in a few front yards that are making harvestable balls. It's one thing pulling a plant out of the trash. It's another picking up a loose plant sprout out of someone's yard.
@MaJ1
π€¬ This now remains to be seen. She didn't go shopping with her social worker, as I was told, and instead now says she'll do it "this afternoon."
Which in turn means I can't use the scoot-chair, because of *waves hands in the air*.
I can always hobble to the moat.
Heh. It always tickles me immensely when I "make someone's day."
It makes me think I'm doing a good job insinuating myself into the collective subconscious of this place, wherefrom I can spring traps for the unwary.
π Doubly so if I can use it for shameless self promotion. More flies lured to my sticky slime trail of silliness and despair, to be consumed at my leisure.
π€£ So my new, local dealer messaged me that he'll be over soon.
I'm up in the vineyards, and have yet to make the bank run for said goodies.
Further messages indicate noon. No huhu, I got time.
π€£ I'm so tired! Will you go to the store?
And so, our hero is unexpectedly sent off into the wilds once again...
Happy Magpie taking a noisy bath in the moat. Soory for the blurry, I'm at high zoom. (In more ways than one! *waggles eyebrows*)
Anyway, I tongue-clucked at it, it answered, a few times before it decided I smell funny.
I decided I needed to get medieval this afternoon, and am chillin' in the shade along 12th century defensive walls.
Naturally, I brought my pocket stash with me, as I make up for the top of the hour.
#LivingHistory #SlugLife #BongSignal #KaiserpfalzIngelheim #Burgkirche
#livinghistory #sluglife #bongsignal #kaiserpfalzingelheim #burgkirche
Thanks to some weird conversation with @the_etrain I am inspired to watch #bullDurham tonight!
I actually have this on DVD (crazy right?) if anyone else has access to this movie via any medium and wants to do a lil co-watch party let me know.
It is 4:30pm my time (EST) and can start it anytime in the next 3hrs.
Ping me if yer down and I will wait for ya!
#bulldurham #sluglife #couchwarriors
Important announcement!
#bedHead is a semi active tag (yay!). So...
1) go check out, and enjoy, what is there.
2) add yer own. I am totes gonna be trawling that for some absurd joy.
#bedhead #sluglife #spoonies #couchwarriors
@JustGrist OMG a nap parade sounds awesome. Float upon float of people in armchairs and hammocks and comfy lil pillow nests. Waving lazily at the crowd as they roll over into deeper slumber.
How is this not a thing? It should be a thing.