We had our brief bout of cooler weather. Now it is hot, hot, and hot.
Last night my central air had still not gone off when I fell asleep. It had been going all day.
I shudder to think of my electric bill.
I will be so glad when they get insulation in our attics. The company installing it have begun the work, but it is slow going because someone from the electric company has to come inspect each one before and after so the owner gets a rebate.
As it is I think they’re still on the first four-plex and it will probably be months before they get to mine.
Here are morning glories growing on the fence that are about to open up. They came up in the small area of dirt (about six inches wide) against the fence before the concrete patio begins.
I think they are just as pretty like this. I think they resemble little clenched fists.
I have stayed home and not gone out since Saturday. Last week I went out most every day, and I had to get gas for my car. When I see the cost of gas after filling up, I tell myself to stay home for awhile.
Because it was cooler last week, it was much more comfortable to be out and about. I’m in the mood to do projects around here, and when I’m in that mood I tend to feel more energetic.
Which is probably because it is not a good time to do so with my eyes. Don’t you always want to do something when you really should not? Human nature?
I’ve been looking for two new lamps for my bedroom that have a higher wattage than what I currently have. I read so much I could certainly benefit from higher wattage.
I never found any but ordered a couple on clearance from Joss & Main. How boring life might possibly be if I couldn’t scan the Clearance items on various websites.
The Clearance Sales and Open Box sales on Wayfair are so much fun to visit. (And you don’t have to pay for gas.) Yesterday I saw a piece of furniture for $12 at Open Box on Wayfair. And a pair of curtains for $1.40.
Charlie does not like to see me with my camera and so he usually manages to move around a bit in defense. Thus the slightly blurry photo.
He only has about a day left of his antibiotic. He has not had any more episodes since I came home and found the blood last week and rushed him to the vet. So I haven’t taken him in for a second ultrasound.
The tech there told me if he didn’t show any more signs, then the antibiotic was helping and I probably didn’t need to bring him back for awhile.
They usually have to use a catheter to get urine from him, and I know that is not fun. And likely irritates his urethra.
My inclination now is to rush him to the vet for every little concern, but I know that is because of losing Abi. I have to find a way to be sensible about this.
And though no one likes to take money into consideration when it comes to their beloved pets, I can’t pay over $100 at the vet often.
He just now sat on the ottoman and backed into his spot between me and the couch arm. I watch him scoot backward and it is just so funny. He resembles a penguin when he does this.
He has gained a few pounds and his fat little self just scoots in a bit at a time, reminding me of a car trying to parallel park (something I was never good at and avoid like the plague.)
Below is a better photo. How he manages to get himself under the blanket just so always amazes me.
I am currently reading Karin Slaughter’s “Pieces Of Her.” I just started the book last night and I can tell it will be a great read.
What if the person you thought you knew best turns out to be someone you never knew at all . . . ?
Andrea knows everything about her mother, Laura. She knows she’s spent her whole life in the small beach side town of Belle Isle; she knows she’s never wanted anything more than to live a quiet life as a pillar of the community; she knows she’s never kept a secret in her life. Because we all know our mothers, don’t we?
But all that changes when a trip to the mall explodes into violence and Andrea suddenly sees a completely different side to Laura. Because it turns out that before Laura was Laura, she was someone completely different.
For nearly thirty years she’s been hiding from her previous identity, lying low in the hope that no one would ever find her. But now she’s been exposed, and nothing will ever be the same again.
The police want answers and Laura’s innocence is on the line, but she won’t speak to anyone, including her own daughter. Andrea is on a desperate journey following the breadcrumb trail of her mother’s past.
And if she can’t uncover the secrets hidden there, there may be no future for either one of them. . . .
There is an interesting bit of thought by Karin Slaughter on the writing of this book, and how different life is for today’s young people and parent/adult child relationships.
It is underneath the summary on Goodreads in “Note From The Author.” You’ll find this after you click “More” in the summary.
If you care to read that (it is about timely issues and parenting today) here is the link.