My last day off work, darn it! It didn’t seem like I had much of a vacation this time, between doctor’s visits and going to the bmv, working one of the days I scheduled off so I could be there for that wonderful corporate visit, then yesterday’s headache..well, I didn’t have time to do much around the house. Oh well, why should my vacation time be any different from any other time, right?
I did walk for about 30 minutes this morning…thank goodness for my treadmill since it rained all day here. We needed the rain, so I’m not complaining about that. And my eating was okay today, not great, but not terrible either. I’ve got my meals and snacks planned for tomorrow. Guess I should go into the kitchen and get everything prepared so I don’t have lack of time as an excuse for not taking healthy food to work with me, huh?
I used my new carpet cleaner today. When I put it together, I was a little concerned with how small the clean water tank is. But I was able to use it today and clean up all the spots I wanted to clean and still have some cleaning fluid left in the tank. It worked really well and was easy to clean. I’d say I’m a satisfied customer. Now if I can just keep Goldi from puking on the carpet…why do they always do it on the carpet anyhow? I mean, my kitchen, bathrooms, and entry are all tile and would be much easier to clean. But does she ever throw up in one of those rooms? Heck no! She’s got to do it where I have to get out the carpet cleaner. Oh well…it can’t be deliberate, can it? Do you think she’s mad about something? Nah…not Goldi. Spooky I could see doing something out of meanness…or, well, make that mischieviousness…that’s it.
I had a great day of writing on my book. It really flowed well and rereading what I’d written made me smile. I wish every day could be like that, but I know they won’t all be that good. Such is life…
Well, I hope everyone had a good weekend and is ready for another fun-filled week!
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