Drama queen

So, I was being a bit dramatic in the last post, LOL. Nick started looking at leftovers in the fridge & found some taco salad from about 3 weeks ago. He took it out, the fridge immediately started smelling better, the kitchen then smelled like death. I got a plastic grocery bag out, had him dump it in there, tied the sack shut & threw it in the dumpster. Now, the back yard will smell like death, especially with the sun shining on the dumpster, argh!!

I took Mother to Logan to have her protime taken. It has gone up from 1.8 to 2.3. At least she is out of stroke range. Today when I was taking my meds, Nick stood & watched me. He told me I dropped a pill. I looked down my neck, in the sink, I was standing over the sink, & down at my feet. He told me it dropped to my right. I got down on my knees & looked. I found an axe handle under the counter, where the toe space is, what is that called? I pulled it out, asked what it was. Nick said it looked like a handle of some sort. I said, ya, an axe handle. What in the world was an axe handle doing under there? Nick finally found the pill over by the dishwasher, about a yard from where I was standing.

Good thing he was watching, I would have never known why I didn't have to pee. However, I may not have missed it because I had the Mexican two-step (caution, R-rated definition, but it's just the way I felt today, but not from spicy food).

Then, when Mother was taking her pills, she dropped half of a coumadin pill. We couldn't find it. I got down on my knees again, only this time one of my knees gave out from under me & I sprawled on the floor. I looked in the stove, under the burners, everywhere I could think of. I told her if a mouse got hold of it, it would bleed to death. She huffily told me she doesn't have mice in that house. We do. Nick found a mouse in the lasagna pan on Monday, happily gorging on the last piece of lasagna. He said it was so fat, it could barely get under the burner. When I was telling Don about Mother losing her coumadin pill, he said they caught the mouse last night & Nick was ecstatic.

I told Mother her pill would show up, not to worry about it. She doesn't have any cats to worry about eating her pill. I got her another half of a pill & she took it.

Book store cat

Today Ann, the business manager at the Citizen, came back to warn us of a mouse on the loose. It seems she heard some rustling in her garbage can & found a mouse. The Citizen is an old building & the tunnel isn't secure. The garage doors do not go all the way to the pavement, so mice can get in off the street, besides the mice we already have.

Anyway, I mused about the mice we have. I was thinking about places that have cats in their businesses. Our vet's office has a live in cat. She wanders the building & can be found asleep on the counter. Her name is Lovie.

As a lark, I went into Kelly's office & told him we needed a book store cat. He practically yelled at me, "Don't try & pawn your cat off on me!" I said I wasn't, the kitten already had a home. I just thought we needed a cat to keep the mouse population down. He said he didn't want a cat. We couldn't have a cat anyway, Jessi is allergic to cats

The real reason I had gone in was to tell him that Vicki had called with an update on Mick, her husband. He didn't have to have surgery today. He was dehydrated & had to have an infusion of glucose & a shot for his low white blood count. They didn't get through until about 4:30. It's a good thing that Karen could come in today & help.

We had an 18 page paper, with 9 and half pages of ads. FOUR full page ads. I worked 12 hours, 8 to 8, & only have 5 pages to do in the morning. One of them has already been proofed. I just need to make the changes. It'll be an early night tonight, so I can have another early morning start.