Kitteh wants us to stay away from the catnip! RAWR!!
Good morning. I have no idea what I’m doing this morning. My knee still hurts, but I’m going to try to work on the desk again this morning. I suspect I’ll have to do it sitting in my chair or standing up because I won’t be able to kneel.
And I need to get a letter finished and sent out.
Epic Fail Lawn service has messed with my stuff once too often. There are two hand trucks, a leaf rake, two chairs and a small plastic table at the corner of the kitchen, and they keep moving them for whatever reason, and leaning them against the security screen. Which would be OK, if it were temporary, but they don’t put them back. When they do the front walk, they move the door mat that Charlie made, and never put it back where it belongs.
I finally blew it yesterday. It irritated me so much (again!) that I went right over to the office, and told Chuck what they keep doing (I’ve told him about the doormat before) and asked him to tell them to leave my stuff alone. Don’t touch the stuff in the back and DO NOT move my doormat! They’ve already lost one of the little rubber thingys that the mat is made of, and they did that the first time they came after I moved in. I’ve never found it. GAH!!!
GAH. I sympathize: our local branch of Epic Fail moves stuff around, leaves it, and wrecks it, too.