And a Good Morning to You

Today I am home, after checking the SubFinder ‘Do Not Disturb’ box.
My head aches as if a cold is coming on. Being with little children ramps up the germs available for catching.
I heard Husband get up and do his ready-for-work routine in the bathroom, never heard him go on down the hall to the kitchen, then fell back asleep until almost 9am! which messes with my morning medicine and late breakfast, but oh my, it sure did feel nice to sleep so late. Oscar was curled in his bed by the window.

Oscar is still on antibiotics, plus medicine for his bladder. I was gone yesterday for 6 hours, and when I got home, he seemed to have done fine, his food bowl was empty, but really needed some cuddles all evening.

A few years ago, I invested in a nice sweeper, the kind you just push with your hands, not electricity. Since we ripped up the wall-to-wall carpets a long time ago, these days, I use the little sweeper for touch-ups on area rugs, the times between laundry.
Tried to push it this morning on the mat in front of the sink. It did not want to turn a wheel very easily.

After reading the paper, and washing the breakfast dishes by hand, I went to the table beside the sunny window, turned over the sweeper to examine the wheel. It was wrapped quite tight with rug fibers and a piece of sewing thread. I fetched the tiny craft scissors from my tote bag, and an old pair of tweezers from the junk drawer.
An hour later, there was a pile of fuzzy-hairy gunk about the size of a golf ball on the corner of the table, but all the wheels, plus the brush are working properly. Would be nice to earn wages to do such a tedious and dirty job, but my rewards are not monetary.

Now it’s Noon, and I should get on with the rest of the day. I think I need to make a trip to the post office, then the grocery store, for we are almost out of eggs and milk. Nice time for doing errands, while the weather is good.

~~love and Huggs, Diane