Jake jumped on Shannon at 0400. I got up and let Jake go outside, then went back to bed. A dog was barking annoyingly at that time; not too near, but enough to make it hard to go back to sleep.
I get extra irritated at people who seem to believe nobody else can hear their dogs, because I live with people who seem to believe nobody else can hear their music, videos, drums, etc.
And good morning. Apart from the cat incident, I had a pretty good night.
Sorry about the cat fight. Annoying dogs are usually owned by annoying people.
I’m glad you were able to sleep well, anyway.
I just decided to go figure out what I need to pack up in the bakeware cupboard, since the cookware and dishes are packed, and as I was getting up from the floor after checking to see what was left (it’s part of a corner so there is space that is never used) I was hanging onto the counter in front of the sink. My grip slipped when I was about halfway up and my right knee slammed against the floor. Oh cusswords and shucky darn. It isn’t swelling, but it aches, so I’ll see how it feels by Walmart time. I should probably brace it, just in case.
Now I’m faced with another decision. I promised Favorite Daughter that she could have my blue Anchor-Hocking cookware, but now I need to decide if I’ll send her one or two pieces at a time before I move or when I get to AR. I hate to think of the extra hassle now with all that has to be done, but I’m using it less and less because of it’s weight. I love the way the baked and roasted goods turn out, but I need to do some muscle- and tendon-strengthening exercises if I intend to keep using it.