Friday

I had some disturbing dreams - someone had a key to the balcony door in my bedroom, and came in, while I was sleeping. I nearly shot them - only to find it was the previous tenant, who came to pick up ... oh, I don't know what. But she let my cats out during the night, and I had a heck of a time finding them and getting them safely back inside ...

There is no balcony outside my bedroom, consequentially, there is no such door. Nor do I own a gun.

Power went off around three this morning. I tossed and turned for an hour, then fished out my smartphone and put the audiobook on ... 

Promptly overslept.

Started to get ready to make coffee with the gas, when I heard the fridge come on. Set up the percolator, turned it on ... nothing! Power had come on briefly, but didn't stay on. So ... gas bottle out ...

Quite late at work ... but there's not much to do.

I forgot to wash the duvet. Hopefully I'll remember this afternoon.

I started re-watching Big Bang Theory last night - and I find that the earlier episodes, before they introduced all those 'running gags' were much funnier. At least, I enjoyed the first couple of episodes I watched last night. All those 'Sheldon behaviours' they introduced later were missing - which was quite noticeable. For example, he hadn't yet started the 'knock & call 3x' habit.

I'm looking forward to more episodes tonight ... 

I haven't decided, yet, what my Friday afternoon project is going to be. I'm thinking gardening. I'm torn between steaming the pavement outside my bedroom and pulling tough grass in the horror patch. I wonder what I'll actually do ... 

Back at home, I took out the steamer to the pavement outside my bedroom. I couldn't get it to work, though - I was afraid of that, as it had been on the floor when my place got flooded. Sigh ... 

I pulled the weeds off - since I can't get them out. The roots are just too tough. Looks better, though.

Then I went and tackled the tough grass for a while. It got cold around five, and since the power was due to go off at six, I decided to go inside, so I could at least have dinner. As Smeagol was hanging around outside - I had given him food, and attention - mippies were quite happy to come inside so early.

I didn't feel up to writing, after eight ... so, finishing this blog Saturday morning ...