Friday, October 5, 2012

The Leaves; They are A'Changing

Ahhh....vacation.

My house is pretty clean.  Keeping up with dishes and chores in general is much easier when there isn't much on the itinerary except for loafing about and eating Bon-Bons. (Oh, yeah, I forgot, I've never eaten a Bon-Bon in my life.  Really. I don't even know if its ice cream or just a chocolate candy and I only vaguely recall the old commercials from the 80s when I was in elementary school.  But gross exaggeration gets the point across.)

I deep sixed the bunny room carpeting and am much loving the ease of using a simple broom and dust pan to clean up stray bedding, hay, hair and any random stray poo pellet that may be a result of zoomy time.  I just need to finish the job which means, at this point, metal edging between the hall carpet and the no carpet (I used tape for now) and trim so the poos don't get into the walls too far.  Oh, and lacquer because I found old, original tiles under the carpeting and they look cool and are in good shape but are probably asbestos.  So some good old fashioned floor lacquer should seal in any possible particulates.  I don't think there are any but its good to be safe.

The garbageman even managed to take away the two rolls of carpeting (yes, yes, I cut it in two for ease of handling and it still wasn't easy) because Redford decided they can now take two large items into the trash instead of charging $75 for one item.  Seems the township was finding loads of abandoned couches, mattresses, carpeting and such lying around in alleyways and in streets or on public property because no one who lives here could afford to pay the outrageous sum just to throw some junk away.  I know I personally sledged and saws-alled a couch and had Jon haul it off to the dumpster at the machine shop where he works just to be rid of it.  Most people don't go to that much work.

Much book reading has happened.  I usually don't have much time for that, either.

Have managed to nearly get my Halloween costume together.  Mask and wings, check.  Already own the clothes. The Goddess of Retribution shall walk.  Oh yes...she has some scores to settle.

Have a game plan for the car insurance. Geico it is.  Two payments of $273 sounds a hell of a lot better than three payments of $375....ah, Nationwide...I can no longer afford you.  It's not like I'm insured to the hilt.  I'm insured to the thinnest scrap of being legal.  Which means if I get hurt or my car does....oh, well...$1,038 is a lot for two cars considering that...for six months.  Dear Michigan, your legislation sucks.  All your mandatory fees and etc, just mean that more uninsured drivers are hitting the roadways. Why? It's near impossible to afford car insurance in this state. Ohio is half price compared to Michigan. Ask me how I know.

For some reason, I have been absolutely starving, like stomach rumbling hungry nearly constantly during my vacation. It's weird.  I don't get this hungry while I am working.  Stress and hatred of my job, perhaps?  Don't know.  Anyway, three meals and a couple snacks!  Wow!   I don't think I have ever managed to eat this much.  Since I've only been eating while feeling physically hungry I don't feel guilty.  I, for most of my life, don't remember getting hungry. I'd just eat automatically because it was the time of day when people eat.  And lots of times I'd feel sick when I ate; so I just wouldn't eat.  Or, I'd even forget to eat because I wasn't hungry. This happens a lot when I am at work.  I HATE eating then needing to do some serious work like tossing 6 tons of dog food.  Makes me feel ill.

The leaves have changed a lot in a week.  They are going to fall from the trees early this year. I assume due to the drought and the heat this past summer.  Stressed trees. 

Tomorrow comes the awful portion of the vacation.  A funeral.

Then Monday comes the good bit: A girlie road trip to Ohio with Ruth (and James, but he doesn't really count because he doesn't have the hormones yet to be man and because Ruth is his food source).  There will be much fun to be had. Also; my parents like babies.








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