Charlie is at acupuncture. I hope they’re fast because I did receive my Social Security Income form yesterday in the mail and managed to get an appointment this morning with my accountant.
Poor Charlie has coughed all morning. It is misting and snowing a bit. So maybe that’s why.
I woke up at 3 a.m. worrying about the taxes. Par for the course. Finally just got up at 5 a.m. and ate a bowl of cereal, drank a cup of coffee and got out my tax stuff.
I thought I’d added it all up, but I hadn’t. So I had to start doing that. Still not sure I’m ready but I think I’m as ready as I can be.
My accountant tells me every year to do a spreadsheet, and something in me rebels every time and I jot things down on paper!
Someone asked why I don’t have something under most of my plants to catch water drainage.
I got these plant containers at Southwoods. About an inch from the bottom is a black plastic drainer and what water is left over goes to the bottom.
You can take a plug out of the bottom if you think you need to let water out, but I’ve never felt I had to do that. I try not to over water.
BritBox emailed yesterday that the new Vera episodes were beginning last night. But I’m still back in the fourth season, after not realizing Acorn TV had skipped over a few seasons and I had to go catch up with BritBox.
I really love my evenings with Vera. There aren’t many TV shows I feel that way about.
Vera is just so realistic. I like how she dresses, how she talks, and her sometimes gaudy sense of humor. The way she cannot recall the names of people’s children speaks to her living her job with nothing left over for a social life.
However I think Vera is kind of like me and doesn’t even want a social life. She seems perfectly content the way she is.
Poor Joe (I’m back with the Joe episodes) has to remind her of his children’s names every time and Vera acts like oh, she knew that.
For some reason Ivy has been wild all morning. Maybe because I disrupted her routine by getting up so early.
She has jumped and flipped and done all kinds of silly acrobatics. Acts like the devil is chasing her the way her eyes get big, like she hears something I don’t, and then she’s jumping and flipping and running around some more.
From one piece of furniture to the next she leaps and runs.
I don’t think anyone can fully understand cats. They are strange creatures in many ways. Oh, but how I love her. Wouldn’t trade this silly cat for the world.
The small home series will begin Friday with Kris from Junk Chic Cottage. Her photos will wow you. I’ve got to get on the ball and find some more people to interview for this series. Where does the time go?