What my plan was when I created the ZOT

(and how I ended up) ^ | June 28, 2010 | Lord Dagon

[sionnsar]

The UT will move as soon as sion gets back from his class reunion. It seems there’s no coverage there for what he needs to make the move.

Turns out there was coverage. Just no time.

[NicknamedBob]

"Turns out there was coverage. Just no time."

Not a problem. It is as Rush says; it really doesn't matter where here is, as long as we are here.

[Tax-chick]

Good morning, all. Difficult night with Frank. I slept too late to go to Weight Watchers. Now we’re functional, more or less, and Bill’s going to clean up in the kitchen so I can use the treadmill again.

Today’s iPod search will include cleaning up the rest of my closet (the part behind Frank’s bed) in the hope of finding the rest of the card-making supplies, if not the iPod.

[Tax-chick]

[sionnsar]

LOL, good morning. Didn't really want to be up this early (local time), and it's still a bit dim due to overcast, but I'm somewhere between EDT and PDT.

Looks like I'm staying home today. This thing I've got is a bit better (responds to meds anyway), and I'd as soon be done with it. And not let it get to the fullblown stage the youngest is suffering from, if n fact it is the same thing.

So I guess I should look into a move.

[Tax-chick]

Maybe we’ll find Bill’s iPod when we move. Stranger things have happened!

I hope you feel better soon. Frank has his wheezy cough again, leading to spews.

[sionnsar]

iPod. I’ve successfully resisted assimilation into the Apple Collective. But then, I’m of an age that I can “boldly go where nobody cool would ever go.”

[Tax-chick]

I have a CD and *cassette tape* player the size of a large pork roast on the kitchen counter. I don’t like wearing headphones: too much going on around me that needs my attention.

[sionnsar]

Understand.

Ugh. Need to check the thermometer. Feeling chilly...

[sionnsar]

58F outside. It is chilly. And I can't find my sweatshirt.

Maybe we'll just remain here this month. No good candidate threads.

Need to pull out the work laptop and start reading the e-mails, sigh.

[Tax-chick]

It’s 88 here, at 11:00 a.m.

[sionnsar]

I would almost want to be there right now. For a couple of minutes.

[Tax-chick]

Now it’s 89.

The grass is looking distressed again. I hope it rains soon.

[sionnsar]

It must have been hot and dry while we were gone. A lot more dead grass around than when we left. The air was full of something too; my nose hurt coming home from the airport. Dew or more this morning though.

[Tax-chick]

It’s cloudy today, but it was cloudy and hot yesterday, too, and it didn’t rain.

I need to go to Walmart again. Sigh.

[Monkey Face]

Did the package bunneh bring you something?

[Monkey Face]

I borrowed a neighbor’s car to get my errands done this morning. Somehow, I had to make two trips when one should have been enough. *sigh*

[Tax-chick]

OldTax-lady has sent a package bunneh my way. I like surprises! I saw Hamid, the author’s brother, at church on Sunday (with my second copy) and he was pleased to hear the book is getting some nationwide distribution.

I tidied the back of my closet and found about 14 matchbox cars Frank had thrown, but no iPod and no cardstock or paper supplies. At least the winter clothes are put away: catz were sleeping on them. If they fit anyone when it turns cold again, they’ll have to be washed!

[Tax-chick]

I don’t want to go to Walmart, but I’m running out of diapers.

[sionnsar]

Got 1776?

Um. I guess I need to go check the mail. I guess I need to check to see if I still have the mailbox key. If I go out today.