Sheba woke me
at 2:30 am after pooping all over the
dinning room again. I couldn’t go back to sleep so I started writing and she
started whining. She seems to want constant attention but it was two f--king
thirty in the morning, pitch black and it was pouring so hard there were puddles on the lawn. I’m not
going to play fetch at 2:30 am in a downpour.
I’m dreading
the funnel days ahead. After her spaying coming up soon, she’ll need a collar
to keep her from licking her stitches. It’s going to kill me. She’s a strong
willed bitch.
And I’m legally
a bastard, so this place shouldn’t be Pinecone
Park & Spa; it should be Bitch
and Bastard B & B or B & B
and B & B or B2B2
The mornings
are long, wet and dark.
•
Saturday got
off to a much better start.
I slept in to
my usual: 4:00 am and got to work on the Arts Council tasks until I went to
meet Jay for breakfast at Robert’s. I’ve
come to love the diner food and atmosphere there. It’s really fun. (He
commented on my sweat pants!)
Then I came
home and was deciding what to do when there was a knock at the door. It was
Meryl, my new next-door neighbour. She is a charming, beautiful young woman
(and dog owner). She and her partner plan to rent the place for a year or so
and then move in. I was terribly impressed with her initiative to introduce
herself and delighted to meet her.
I continued
with Arts Council volunteer work in the afternoon — it’s a lot of simple work —
and I assembled two chairs.
Today I opened
the low table I want for the studio. I’ll be able to stand my mannequins on it
when I’m working on a bodice and the high table when I’m working on the skirt.
I am so set! But the table is crap. I
loathe it; it’s fake wood, something I cannot abide.
I didn’t finish
assembling it. Sheba was being an actual pain in the ass and getting up so
early predisposes me to laziness.
•
I’m really
happy I cancelled the sunroom. I’d love to have one but the primary purpose was
to help me keep the cats inside. The cats, however, aren’t hovering by the
doors. They’re curious but not desperate to venture out and I like the idea of
enriching life at Pinecone Park in
other ways.
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