Every once in a while my intensity annoys even me. That happened this weekend. Part of the reason is that Grover was still standing 5′ from the back door when I would open it for him. It struck me Saturday that I really needed a “lighten up” pill. Of course, there is no such thing for me. I have taken anti-anxiety meds and hate them with a passion. My “lighten up” pill is my “aha” moment when I realize that I am just a tad too serious about things. I finally just let up on the dominance issue and went back to loving my big boy like a family pet. I’m pretty sure that is why we got him. Since Saturday morn there have been no further back door issues.
We had a stormy Saturday and rainy Sunday. I had over 2.5″ at my house and it was much needed. Of course, we all know the pissyfairy will be visiting me this week and making the grass grow longer and faster. Stupid pissyfairy. I was out on Saturday afternoon and early evening and when I got home there was no power. It appears a whopper storm came through while I was gone. Grover and Esau Marie met me at the door with looks of confusion and bewilderment. How come their house was so dark and quiet when I’d left lights and the stereo on? After some serious snuggling and reassurance I lit some candles and found a flashlight. I wanted to check the basement for flooding. Thankfully, the pissyfairy was working on the grass and left my basement alone. Still, I was grateful that it was just a storm. I had become fretful during storms in the last years with Mom. I realized that it was my concern about whether she would be warm enough or cool enough or safe enough. Now? I’m just breezing along with the breeze and it feels good. I figure Grover has enough innate sense that he could find any available safety. Ms. Stinky McFartbutt is another story. I hope she would stick with Grover because she has the instincts of a gnat and doesn’t even know she’s a cat.
No pictures today. I had one gorgeous yellow ruffled iris and took it to church for a Fellowship Hour centerpiece, but gave to a dear friend for her condo. Hopefully, there will be more and I will have the sense to get pictures.
Still. We do have our soundtrack of the day. This is from 1982. Marshall Crenshaw and “Some Day Some Way”. It’s a real dance tune, so get up and dance. Oh,and check out those shoulders!
Have a great Monday all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!