Nite Mirror (nitemirror) wrote,
Nite Mirror
nitemirror

Today's one of those days where I just can't get moving. So far texting H and feeding Fawn have been my major accomplishments.

Fawn actually ate her breakfast today. While I check and do give her two meals a day, she usually only eats one, supper. I think Fawn averages eating breakfast maybe 3 times a month and supper maybe only 5 or 6 times per week (the days she doesn't eat her supper I strongly suspect Mom has snuck Fawn several extra dog cookies than the 2 or 3 I've asked Mom to limit giving to Fawn).

Oh, I did make myself a 15 oz cup of coffee today. In my book that counts as an accomplishment too. Coffee = good.

I did nail my porch together yesterday, and only sacrificed one finger to the cause. I did get my left index finger with the hammer. Although it stopped hurting about 3 hours after I hit it, and it feels fine today. I knew it wasn't bad because I kept my cuss words at the PG level even right after I hit my finger.

I thought of Dad while I was nailing the porch together yesterday, and how he would not have approved of either my using a hammer or the quality of my work after I had finished (some of the wood on the railing is a bit more mangled than when I started, and the nails aren't all exactly straight and pounded nicely into the wood).

Dad would have got out a power drill, drilled recessed guide holes and used screws instead of nails to put that railing back together. A bit more work than I did, but it would have been better quality. :::::sigh::::: I am not my father.

Well, I'm sitting here staring at this computer screen. I guess that means it's time I put this onto lj and try to motivate myself to do something else.
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