Song of the day: The Chiquita banana advertising tune. I know, insane, right. Couldn’t get it out of my head for crying out loud. Does anyone remember it? “I’m Chiquita Banana and I’m here to stay. I am the top banana in the world today…” and so on. I can’t believe that stuff is still in my head. The last time I heard it, is at least a decade ago. Insanity!
But okay, that really was just a small part of the day, so I’ll get down to business.
It was an early morning for me, considering I had to take our tenant and her caretaker to Marbella hospital for her monthly check up, but luckily my schedule has changed in such a way that I had to get up only an hour earlier than usual. The trip there was relatively uneventful, and while waiting, I managed to write about half a page for the-as-of-yet-untitled story.
Our tenant was a little upset because (according to her) she was degraded. Her doctor said that it was useless to continue with therapy due to the damage in her brain. Why the bastards. Who are they to decide that…yeah, I know, that bureaucracy for you, along with a governmentally funded healthcare. If you don’t fit into a particular schematic, you’re pretty much screwed. I don’t know what the heck these doctors are doing, last month she was doing brilliantly, according to them, and this month they cut her off at the knees.
Well, we’ll show them, I tell ya. We’re going to look into some physical therapy for her and astound those folks yet six months from now when she has to return for a check up. Looking at her improvements so far, I’m pretty convinced she can do a lot better with a bit of incentive. She’s really looking forward to it too…a good thing. We’ve (her included) decided to look at it like a challenge, rather than a disaster.
It’s stuff like this that makes me rather heated about all the healthcare discussions going on all over the world. It sooooo doesn’t work to have that governmentally run. At least when you do private insurance you can chose a different company when they don’t work out to satisfaction. If it is run by government, you’re pretty much screwed when they make this decision…hmmm. Okay, I better not get started about the subject, or else I might blow like a gasket.
But anyway, after returning home, and giving our tenant the reassurance she needs, I head down to the house where big brother and I resume with the edit/rewrite of “Calamity’s Luck”
It goes pretty well, considering that it usually doesn’t work at all during a day where I had to go out.
Once done with computer work, we head out to the terrace to continue with the ongoing projects.
First up, is making a pedestal kind of thing for “caretaker’s” bus apartment. She is annoyed with a section over the tires where she can’t put anything because the floor is slanted. It takes only half an hour, after which little sister and I start working on making three drawers, one for “caretaker” and the other two for my new closet, which should be ready to go into my cabin late tonight, or tomorrow.
The temperatures were a little bit more moderate last night, but still sweater-worthy for as far as I was concerned. Less wind, though, and that is always a plus.
After work and a relatively early dinner, big brother and I went for a drive, only to return with a cab load of wood and glass that had been disposed of at local landfills again.
It amazes me every time, I’ll admit: The stuff people throw away…like wood that really shouldn’t be considered waste at any time, since you can always re-use/recycle it in some shape or form, as long as you’ve got some imagination. It is almost scary to see how they throw it away like last week’s garbage when the world is rapidly getting a shortage of forests all over. I mean, let’s thing about it, could it be that so many trees are needlessly taken away because they throw perfectly fine wood away at random?
Ah well, it is much too late for such “profound” wanderings. Hah. On to today…
Song of the day: “Mary Pickford” by Katie Melua. I don’t mind this one at all.
The day started off at the normal time, with relatively mild weather—still a little cool for me, but what the hey—which allowed me to head down to the house in just a sweater. There was laundry to tackle, of course, and then, when I deposited it on the kitchen counter and glance down (I’m prone to greeting the little pets in the morning) I can’t see the youngest chinchilla in the new cage at the bottom…oh did I mention that the youngsters were moved to the lower cage. Middle sister did it the other day, and the youngest really didn’t like it. Poor thing was gnawing at the trellis, trying to get out, which brings us to this morning’s surprise: He/she (don’t know what it is yet) wasn’t in the case with Sonny, the older sister, and when I looked around worried, he suddenly saw it seated on the tree stump, over in the rabbits’ cage.
The poor thing was looking all harassed, and I wait until big brother joins me before I capture it and return it to his/her sister. Oh boy, was it happy to be back. I think the mere scare of its “little” adventure will have it very happy to settle into the new cage.
I gotta admit that do feel bad for it, being away from mom and dad, but inbreeding really isn’t a risk we want to take with the little darlings.
So, with the excitement of the morning, over, big brother and I got to the edit, of course. It didn’t go as well as yesterday, but we made progress at least. The first rewrite/edit is always hardest; it is slowly shaping up, however.
Five hours after commencing, it is time to head into the warm November sun—which was absolutely delightful—so we could continue with the projects.
Big brother and grandpa put the new sawing blades into the big saw-table…it goes through wood like it’s butter, hah…and then headed to the bungalow to try out the gym bridge they started on yesterday. The contraption works and thrills our tenant considerably. This way she’ll be able to do her exercises at home.
Little brother works on sanding down to small cabinets, middle sister is…off to, I don’t know where, and little sister opts to resume work with me. First, an almost finished drawer got its bottom put in…worked out too.
With that one out of the way, little sister take out the pre-cut sections for my two drawers and start to assemble those as well. The fronts get adjusted…the original ones were a tad too wide, and to get them the right size takes some figuring, but with time and effort I persevered, hah. Has anyone every noticed that some difficult projects can seem like a challenge of wills. Will you win, or will the friggin’ wood. Grrr.
Suddenly, while we were just moseying along with the projects, there was a commotion at the bottom of the yard. Groovy (boxer) and Mati (Labrador) started to fight and we…well, the sibs in fact, since I had to stay away to keep my dogs, like Knight II at bay…pounced on the lot to get the two fighters apart. Some dogs flew…literally. Little brother actually had to throw several over the fence to prevent them from joining the melee…and within several minutes, the dogs were dragged into separate directions. Groovy has a few nicks, but Mati has a one-inch rip in his ear that thankfully looks worse than it is. It’ll heal, but we’ll need to keep an eye on it.
Back to the projects:
While the readjusted fronts dry, I start putting in the sliders, make a slight error that earns me three wrong holes in the new shelving (hate it when that happens) which luckily were on the side that will be in the corner, so it won’t be noticeable, phew.
With that first real error under my hat, more stuff begins to go wrong, so by the time the night falls, I give up on the endeavor and decide to go on a run with big brother, just to clear my head.
The run goes blissfully well, yay, even though it was rather cold and I was wearing this ridiculously pink woolen cap because I get way too cold otherwise.
While we were out, we decided to do a little off road exploring and almost got lost. Once we retraced our proverbial steps, we got back on the road though and just drove home, rather than try out more bumpy back roads.
Dinner waited, little sister made spaghetti and sauce, yay, and after…ehm, stuffing my face I was more than ready to settle down behind the computer for a quick recount of the past two day. Hah.
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