this morning i was trying to lift amy’s red mixer off the top of her refrigerator. up on top of the refrigerator is not the place that i, personally, would store such an INCREDIBLY HEAVY thing. as i was doing so, there was this little “twang” in my back, with lots of shooting pain. ouch.
so i stood on a chair in order to better maneuver it, and i thought “ok, this is my great excuse for not working out today.” but then guilt overtook me (as it has a tendency to do), and i worked out anyway, and kept stretching my back, hoping for a little relief. even when i got to the club, i kept saying to myself, ok, if it starts hurting any more, i get to STOP. but it didn’t hurt any more so i kept at it. at least now i feel very virtuous. for the moment, anyway.
i am in charge of the zoo here at amy and jim’s while they’re (theoretically) having a fabulous time in mexico. it’s only theoretical because as far as i know nobody has heard from them. but looking at the website for the place i don’t see how it’d be possible to not have a good time.
i have managed to have a bad time before at really beautiful places, but not too often. and never again!
things here at the zoo are pretty quiet right now. sometimes this can be a bad sign, and can mean that the dogs are eating something they’re not supposed to, like the couch. yesterday i let Nubie and Noodle lounge around on the couch and then i noticed that a corner of a cushion had been torn open and some stuffing was lying about. and there was also the remains of something purple and plastic on the dining room floor, but i couldn’t even figure out what this thing might have been. something delicious, no doubt.
my friend kate e-mailed me to say that she looked up “catgirls” online, and couldn’t believe the huge number of hits for it there were. maybe about a million. no, less than that. maybe thirty thousand, i don’t know. yeah, it’s big, catgirls. big and very important cinema. significant and meaningful.
i just want to hang out one day on the weekend. maybe even a couple of days in a row. just hang out and…do nothing. that’s what i want. soon.
that’s all for now, because i’m making pizza for my family and they’re all coming over in a while and i feel it’s going to be extra-good, but i do feel that i’ll probably write a lot more later because i feel (for a change) that i have lots to day.
ok, except for this one little thing i have to write now – i was saying to a friend that of course i’m not able to actually make money doing the writing, even though it’s the thing i’m best at, and my friend said “that’s because you’re doing it for FREE on your website.” hmm. that didn’t make me feel so good. she then pointed out that i’m actually PAYING for it, because of the web-hosting fees. hmm. felt even worse.
but then again, i like doing this, it makes me happy. maybe one day (hopefully before i reach 100) i’ll figure out some way to actually make money, instead of spending it, on writing. but until then, i’m pretty content with this.
maybe i need to be LESS content. maybe that’s the real problem here.
does there always have to be a problem?
a promoter, that’s what i need. sometimes when i talk to my friend Thad he starts talking about how i could do all this stuff, and it always seems really overwhelming. i mean, he has some good ideas, but they also seem like a lot of trouble.
i have to go now because i believe the dogs are trying to kill each other.
my major job as house/dogsitter is to make sure that the dogs STAY ALIVE. and that i don’t burn down the house.
ok then,
sunday evening grace.