Sis and BIL came over around noon to get my car started. It started up, honked the panic button honk, then died. Even with a 100% charge, it wouldn’t start back up. I’m going to call a mobile mechanic to come diagnose what is likely a loose connection (the headlight that came on that drained the battery is the likely culprit) and see if they can do a repair in the drive. After that, I’ll take in for an oil change and the inspection to get Texas tags. I just hope that it doesn’t cost an arm, leg and Nelson’s kibble budget.
Hi, all. I was just at a conference where I led a writing workshop, facilitated and participated in an authors salon, and sold my books. I’ve never received so many compliments on my teaching, presence, voice, sense of humor, and haircut in my life! It was enjoyable and a little embarrassing. We’re talking people coming up to me the day after my workshop and crying because I helped them break through their resistance and they wrote something they’re pleased with. Next year the conference will be out of the country, so I’ll have to see what the cost of jet fuel does to ticket prices.
I was very happy for my shower last night–the boiler in my building at the conference broke shortly after we arrived, so I hadn’t had hot water for 3 days.
One kitty has roundworm but we don’t know which. Working on that. I’m at the week before surgery and into the baggie of daily meds and supplements that has no blood thinners (garlic, various vitamins).
That’s the scene. Oh–this is what my days off sometimes look like. Sometimes I write, sometimes I pet the kitties.
When we bought this house 22 years ago, among the stuff the previous owners left behind was a pink rotary dial phone that worked!! Well, it would take incoming calls, but you needed tones to make outgoing calls.
Like a dummy, I sold it at a yard sale. I want one to teach the grands about old school phones. I looked on Marketplace - people are waaaaaay too proud of old phones. Dammit. I’d be willing to pay $10 or $15, but they’re all asking $40-50 and up. I don’t want one that badly. Dammit. It doesn’t need to be operational, but the dial does need to work. I’d also like to have an old princess phone, again to show the kids. Why did I sell mine???
My plantings have gotten a good drink - it even spit rain a bit, tho not enough to wet the pavement. FCD is futzing in his shop and I’m doing a jigsaw puzzle on my tablet till it’s time to assemble the salads. May as well relax now since I’ll be painting tomorrow.