Troubled Friday, Again

Well, crap, it's Friday again!(and there was a problem yet again with this post...hope it's working now....sigh)

The Bag Lady keeps hitting the wrong keys with her damaged pinky; the end of which is alternating between being numb and tingling with that pins and needles sensation that means there must be a little nerve damage. She has resorted to keeping it wrapped with a bandaid because the fingernail feels loose on one side. She's afraid she'll catch it on something and rip it off, which, in her mind, would be far, far worse than the pain she felt when she whacked it with the hammer! Gives her the heebie-jeebies - far worse than physical pain anyday.

She decided this week that she was going to do some serious house-cleaning. She woke up on Wednesday morning with the best of intentions; then got distracted by a couple of phone calls and a visitor and before she knew it, half the day was gone. But she dragged out her cleaning supplies and tackled one of her storage areas. She was doing okay for a few minutes, until her OCD kicked in when she opened a box of 500 plastic forks to discover it was in disarray! There were some missing and the ones that were left were all in a jumble, so she started to tidy them up and before she knew it, she had dumped the entire box out and was freakin' counting them as she put them back! (For the rest of you Obsessive/Compulsive types out there, there were 100 forks in a layer, and there were 371 forks left in the box.) It's no wonder she never gets anything done!

Thursday was a little better. She managed to get her entire house vacuumed. She hates her vacuum cleaner. It's an upright, and it's bagless. She will never buy an upright again. Oh, there are probably some folks who swear by them, but sheesh, they're like pushing a car around the living room! And the myth about bags being a pain in the ass? Pshaw. Where is the benefit in vacuuming all the dirt up, then having it fly all over the house again when you empty the damned vacuum cleaner into the garbage? The Bag Lady finally got smart enough to take it to the garbage can outside, but that's a pain in the ass, too, when it's freezing cold outside and you're fishing around, trying to get at the cat and dog hair that's clogged the damned thing so it won't empty! Consequently, she doesn't vacuum as often as she used to. (oh, don't get your knickers knotted - she uses a Swiffer and/or a broom in between!). This time around she vacuumed up enough cat and dog hair to build another mid-sized critter. What would it be called? A cog or a dat, or perhaps a cogdat.....

She also reduced the mountain of laundry to a molehill, changed the bedding, and tidied up a bunch of paperwork. She is feeling a little more in control now, so probably won't have to count any plastic cutlery for awhile.

Here are a few more photos from this week. This double rainbow was visible yesterday morning at 6 am when the Bag Lady stumbled outside:

This young blue jay has recently left the nest. He hasn't finished growing the crest on the back of his head yet, so looks a little strange:

These are the flowers on her honeysuckle clematis that have gone to seed. Don't they look like a girl-group from the 1970's? Can't you just hear Ed Sullivan, "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a reeelly big shoooeew tonight;.....preeeezzzenting......... the Clematis Sisters!"

And finally (I know, I'm relieved, too), here are some cayenne peppers:


Have a great weekend!!