Mizblog

This afternoon I took my brother Rob out for some Abbot’s Pizza. It was okay: thin, crunchy, too hot for my liking; the atmosphere was loud, with dance music blasting and a TV silently showing golf; and service was good. Afterward I took him for a drive to keep him away from his family for a while. Finally we went back and he asked me to help him swap sofas between his apartment, and his father-in-law who lives next door. Well, the sofa was too big and awkward and delicate for us to get it out and maneuvered, and my back was giving me clues that I should stop trying, so I did. I expect to try again next weekend – this time with some more protection on the sofa so that the job doesn’t require such precision.

That couple hours was pretty much my whole day. Before that I had coffee and bagels and slowly became conscious and alive. Afterward I went to sleep and woke up at 10pm. Had a quick skirmish in the kitchen (usual suspects in unusual places), put away some canned goods, did some spot cleaning in the living room, and planted myself in front of the computer again. I’m still hoping a plan for living room cleaning is going to pop full-formed into my head, and it’s going to be easy. Until then, there’s a bouncy horse that’s going to keep silently mocking my failure. Go away, bouncy horse! STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!!