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Handyman Smurf to the rescue
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:25 amJosh will spend weeks doing the barest minimum around the house, then get a bug up his butt and do twenty projects done in a day. I'm more of a "do a little everyday" kind of person, but each to their own. The first week of leave he wanted to relax but the stars have finally aligned, so he's now in "gotta do" mode. At the moment he's installing a new shower head massager in the guest bathroom. His defense for this is because that's the bathroom he uses to get around in the morning for work and he's too tall for the shower head that's already in there. He also has plans to install a new computerized thermostat (yeah!) so I'm not getting up in the middle of the night to turn down the heat, more outdoor lighting for the bunnies (so they can read after dark?) and a few other things I'd probably rather not know about just yet. There's something particularly disquieting about a man who comes home from Home Depot and immediately avoids the house to deposit several bags' worth of stuff in his workshop. There's a whole lot of banging noises coming from that side of the house, which I'm carefully avoiding. We'll see if he and Kevin actually make any headway on fixing the storm-twisted fence this week.
There's a bit of menagerie news: Fudge is sick. He came home a few days ago, holding his right forearm up to his chest limping and mewing pitifully. I gave him a little Rescue Remedy and tried to find a wound but couldn't, though he hissed and yowled the whole while. Fearing he had dislocated his shoulder, we took him to the vet and were vastly relieved to find out he had a abcess in his armpit the size of a golfball. They drained it with a syringe and put him on liquid anti-biotics which seem to be doing the trick. He's a pitiful little ball of Fudge, napping in my bathroom at the moment but healing nicely. I've put Ctthulu in there to keep him company.
Oh, and for those keeping track: we lost power for about an hour last night due to windstorms. That's the sixth power outtage this winter and the shortest.
There's a bit of menagerie news: Fudge is sick. He came home a few days ago, holding his right forearm up to his chest limping and mewing pitifully. I gave him a little Rescue Remedy and tried to find a wound but couldn't, though he hissed and yowled the whole while. Fearing he had dislocated his shoulder, we took him to the vet and were vastly relieved to find out he had a abcess in his armpit the size of a golfball. They drained it with a syringe and put him on liquid anti-biotics which seem to be doing the trick. He's a pitiful little ball of Fudge, napping in my bathroom at the moment but healing nicely. I've put Ctthulu in there to keep him company.
Oh, and for those keeping track: we lost power for about an hour last night due to windstorms. That's the sixth power outtage this winter and the shortest.
