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Sunday, March 13, 2011

Tenant's place

Song of the day: “Hey you,” by Shakira, preceded by “I will survive” by Gloria Gaynor and some Corrs song that I can’t really remember the title of. Hah. Oh, I also had Iio at some point in the past couple of days. You know the song, right? “Rapture”? Very catchy.

Considering I went off the usual routine with the last blog, I am at a complete loss when what happened, so bear with me and…well, you’ll have to figure it out yourself…if you want to. Hah.

Editing: There have been good days and a couple of bad ones. First we missed our quota of one chapter a day (I know, Aaaaah) and then big brother and I got into a forty-five minute argument about a comma and a gerund. Seriously, it was ugly, and in the end we were forced to compromise and deleted the entire sentence (which was really a paragraph) rather than continue the argument. *sigh* Very annoying when you’re both incredibly stubborn. And it was such a nice sentence, darn it!

We went for another run and that was awesome. The weather had been atrocious for several days, so the moment things cleared up a bit we headed out with Knight II and ran a decent distance. So good to head out into the wild for a bit and breath in the clean country air until you no longer feel like screaming from the continuing downpour. So I wasn’t going all that well, but I did make the distance and that is all that matters to me at this point. My joints felt pleasantly lubricated afterwards, and though there were some sore muscles (and my foot hurt considerably this morning) it was worth every step. Besides, Knight II actually appeared to enjoy himself. Seriously, he ran!

Finally big brother’s cupboards are done, and they are absolutely gorgeous. Painted this thing a dark caoba that gleams in the light. It has eight doors, two shelves and it really does a beautiful job for storage. I am going to take pictures the moment I get my phone back from the store. Hah.

Yesterday was spent working at tenant’s place. We installed the new woodstove at her place, but to achieve this, we had to completely rearrange her rooms. We ended up taking everything out because the floor had sagged and we needed to level it temporarily at least, until we can put in her new tile floor. This took up some time, of course, but we did manage it prior to installing the stove. We decided to put it in the corner, the tube going straight up, and therefore in the safest spot, because the walls are stone there…which reminds me, grandpa painted it a quaint yellow this morning, because it was dirty as heck.

While big brother finished up with the woodstove, I put tenant’s furniture back inside and worked on her favorite closet, which is going to need some serious repairs in the near future. For now I’ve only put in new shelves, but I am going to have to use a lot of glass to make it dust free while still maintaining the cuteness of the furniture. The thing also needs a lick of paint.

Since the stove is going need a lot of room, the closet won’t fit in her room anymore, at which point we decided that it would also look rather nice in the new glass section of her kitchen.
Tenant was extremely cheerful these last couple of days, by the way, and she actually strolled down with her caretaker several times so she could get a breath of fresh air.

I finished reading M.M. Kaye’s “Trade Wind” and had an absolute blast. I missed reading stories like that, what with all the commercial fiction I’ve been dieting on for the past few years. Such eloquence and complicated sentence structures are like ambrosia for my soul. Finally I get where I get my tendency to go for old-fashioned prose in my writing. Books like that, which were par for the course way back when.

I have, instead started reading “Fire-heart” by C.S. Marks and am pleasantly surprised by how much more I am liking this one, compared to Elfhunter. Not that the latter was bad, but I think that in Fire-heart she found her groove, so to speak. I’m looking forward to finding out how the characters will further develop. Looks like I’ll be heading towards another review in the near future.

Okay, what else? Well, I made cream cheese again, of course, meaning that there are plenty of pancakes going around, since I have found that pancakes made from whey are absolutely delicious. Who needs cookies when you’ve got pancakes. Hah.

Touri. I might be paranoid when it concerns him. This is usually the case when I’m worried about my dogs. I will start maudlin and before you know it, the poor thing will be as good as dead in my head. He (Touri) appears to be suffering from some discomfort, but other than that there is not much change. He has a slight limp, but if it is worse or better, I cannot really say, much to my regret. I’ll just have to wait and see if the medications work and if his body is strong enough to defeat this pesky cell trouble.

There’s been wood sawing going on, what with the arches we made down by the basin needed wooden fencing to protect brambles and raspberries from the dogs. I would have liked to work on my field kitchen, but there really wasn’t time.

Of course there were the normal chores such as cleaning and laundry, but what with all the rain, my lines are filled to full capacity so there really is not any use of doing any more laundry until the stuff has dried. Since the sky cleared somewhat, I was hopeful that this would be the case tonight, but around four in the afternoon the rain came down again.

I still have an edit to do, and I only have a few more hours to go before I have to go out. Ah well, not much to tell about anymore, anyway.

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