It’s Raining, It’s Pouring

Greetings and salutations, my friends. It’s a gray morning, and it’s raining, and in case you didn’t know, it’s Wednesday. I feel quite bad for the dudes who will be picking up my trash this morning. In addition to the recycling bin and the rolling trash bin, there’s at least 4 extra bags of clothing and blankets soaking up the rain. However, that’s the last of the clothes that are getting thrown out. Yay! Next week, it will be the remaining blankets going out.

DayTech, at her insistence, paid me for the laptop I gave to her youngest daughter. She kept saying, “text me, let me know what you want for it,” and I would ignore her and tell her to let me know if she or the Small Sassy One had questions on it. She gave me $100 for it yesterday; I didn’t tell her I’d have been happy with some empenadas. The money is in the money bucket. Unfortunately (or fortunately, if you asked for the cats’ opinions), the rabies shot clinics aren’t happening right now. Once they’re happening again, the cats will be squared away to travel.

I had the time, again, to take advantage of the nice light when I got home from work. Over the weekend, I cleaned up one collection of ponies. “Pony spa”, that’s what I called it when I was collecting. The hour in the spa resulted in three auctions up on eBay. Initially, it was going to be two; however, I wisely opted to check the value of the one pony in my collection I knew was pretty rare. She got her own auction. I haven’t decided what I’ll be doing with my collection of custom ponies. Some of them were bought, and other’s were part of trades with other artists. At least one of my custom ponies will be sent to the North; she was an anniversary present to Shawshank when we were totally poor one year and is the one I’m most proud of.

I really, really need to clear up the clutter in the living room. If I survive this shift with the fill-in, my plan is to come home, make some dinner, do a workout, and clean up. Even though it’s one of the days he’d normally do it, Shawshank isn’t calling tonight. I’ll have plenty of time to do everything I want to do, if I can find the motivation to do it.