I refuse to play anymore games with Buddy. She cheats at tic tac toe as well as BINGO. She will have to find another way to pass the time while we are self restricting our comings and goings during this pandemic.
Articles are encouraging men to shave their beards for health reasons during the Covid-19 crisis. I haven't broken my nazarite vow from the January period when such a vow was enabled for the non-shaving my legs. Will my health rise for the better if I shave my legs now? Seems like I will have plenty of time to ponder this but unlike Mary, I will not treasure these thoughts in my heart.
One of the ferals either Andy or Ranger accidentally spent the night in the garage. When the ubiquitous fragrance of cat poop hit upon opening the garage backdoor, I only hoped they had used the litter box. No, but they used the rubberized tree rings which is close enough. Those rings will be escorted out of the garage once I finally get dressed for the day. It is not my usual habit to stay in jammies for the majority of the morning, but since these are special times, special care to keep one attentive and interested is now being utilized here at the house. The likelihood of someone popping in is nearly 0, so extendomatic time for jammies is a new thing.
I spend a lot of time in the winter at home and doing so is always welcomed. I believe the term is introverted extrovert. But now with the emphasis on staying home, I am noticing things that have never had a blip on the screen. This morning for instance, after cleaning the ice maker, I have been obsessed with hearing the refrigerator motor. It hasn't come on, so I think, and wonder if all is well. The refrigerator door messaging assures me all is well, all is running and being kept cold or frozen. Only, the preoccupation of actual hearing the motor is making me a little OCD. Thus moving upstairs has helped a little. I haven't really ever been OCD about much, well, my tennis strings being replaced constantly was a little OCD, but other than that...Oh yea, looking for my purse in the car...yet, while traveling overseas, I tend to get OCD over, where is my passport...even when it is in my hands. Since then my new obsession is washing my hands and going through lotion. I think I have rubbed skin off the back of my hands because these little scab places are showing up.
In the midst of all this, I have taken the time to read math oriented articles about the virus. No one told me math would be involved but I'm thinking with all these resources being offered free online to help kids now out of school and thrown into the world of homeschooling, maybe I should return and try again in the math journey...well, I don't have much spare time for that cause you know, refrigerator motors are taking up any slack time.
It looks like our rainy morning might be over thus work can resume on the rednecking of the flowerbed. Probably just a matter of time before Lowe's restricts products and...thus rubberized mulch. So maybe I should make another trip to keep this project front and center. Note to self, only work in the front flowerbed in snippets of time due to the copious amount of attention now to be focused on the refrigerator motor. Hmm...Lowe's has appliances...a perusal might be helpful to see what kind of motors are available...just to listen to.
Buddy has asked not to be home schooled at this time. She is researching naps and how many can be taken in a twenty four hour period. I applaud her determination in her pursuit. Maybe this would be the time for adding college credits to the resume'. The most important thing right now here at the Monarch Penurious Path to Education is joining a sorority. I have pledged, Keepa Cuppa Coffee. Rush the past few days has been arduous but well worth the effort. My assignment was buying coffee filters because the sad reality revealed yesterday was, a low supply. I found only filters for 1-4 cups of coffee at Publix but I think my ordering off of Amazon this morning impressed my sorority sisters of whom I haven't even met or seen but know they must be around.
Back to the refrigerator motor for a second...you see, I have Pillsbury Orange Sweet Rolls in the refrigerator that must be used by March 26th. So, this morning, orange sweet rolls was the menu. Only they didn't come out of the can like usual, thus adding to the conspiracy of a non running motor. But when I made closer inspection of the pop open thingy, it was not the usual 8 roll can...See what can happen when you were raised by a conspiracy theorist. By the way jumping to conclusions was the exercise portion of the morning so at least that will get checked off the box. I see I have now been upstairs for thirty or so minutes and that means a surprise inspection of the refrigerator motor needs to be assessed. Oh the things one can become involved in and obsessed with. Tomorrow might bring obsessing over the HVAC system or on the time delay on Roku TVs.
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