with a bad head cold. The sore throat-turned-head cold hit me like a zombie this morning. I am feeling a little less zombie-ish right now, but that may be due to the Advil cold & sinus.
I was going to lament about having nothing to do tonight, but to tell you the truth, I am kind of glad I don't. I need to rest and get rid of this cold. I have my blankie, my couch and my TV to keep me company.
Another day of getting stuff done. I awoke with a phone call from work, someone I like working with so I was glad to help. It also got me up to take more Advil. I went back to bed, intending to sleep in, but kept hearing the sound of garbage trucks making the rounds. I am glad they finally made it to my neighborhood today, as the dumpster diving was getting quite annoying. Cars coming in and out of my cul-de-sac all day and all night. So I decided to get up, and though I felt like crap, went outside and cleaned a few things out of the backyard to put with the spring cleanup pile. Also cleaned up the garbage lying around my yard, none of it left there by me, but brought by the wind or messy neighbors or something.
My younger brother had asked earlier in the week to come over and do laundry today, so he showed up around 1pm. I finally got rid of the overflowing pile of recycling in my garage. My brother helped bring my patio table and umbrella out of the basement, so now my deck is looking even more like summer. Even got a walk in today, as my brother and I both needed to do stuff at MediTrust, so we walked down and back together. Later we sat on the deck and enjoyed the sunshine, as it was such a nice day, in May, in SJ, on the west side, with no fog. I believe it is illegal to spend an afternoon indoors if such conditions exist. I decided I wanted to stick around with my brother and postponed church until tomorrow.
In the "you learn something new every day" category, today's lesson was about the useful life of propane tanks. What with it being such a nice day, that meant I had to BBQ for supper. I turned on the gas but wasn't getting much in the way of results. I stared at the tank for a minute, deciding if I should just choose something else for supper or go and get the tank filled and come back. Decided not to be lazy and went to get the tank filled. When I got there, the attendant told me the tanks only have a useful life of 10 years, and that he couldn't fill it anymore. But I could exchange my tank for a new one, already filled, for a fee. Since I needed one, and I was in no mood to go gas tank shopping, I just got it done. Maybe not the cheapest option, but when I looked at the Kent's flyer later, they were more expensive there. Plus the non-hassle of getting the new one at the gas station, it was all good. So the useful life of a propane tank is 10 years. Good to know.
Bad to know is my Visa bill this month. Calais trip last weekend. Fixed dent in car. New propane tank. Car registration. New BBQ grills. A little shopping while I was in Moncton last week. It all adds up. I may have a mud pit for a yard for another year.
My younger brother is off to the diabetic clinic in Boston tomorrow. While he won't enjoy the poking and prodding, he is hopeful that it will bring positive results. Dealing with doctors who specialize in diabetes beats any kind of health care you get around here. He's really lucky that my Dad is able to do this for him, he knows that.
Poker Night
Last night we had a Usual Suspects night, which was nice and I think we all enjoyed it immensely. We had the requisite charred meat for supper, cooked on the finished set of new BBQ grills. During supper, as Brian was eating, the chair he was sitting on spontaneously broke. Thankfully he was unhurt, nor did he have a knife in his hand at the time. This is the second of my unstable kitchen chairs to break, still leaving me with 2 fairly unstable ones and 1 decent one that was a replacement for the first break back in the fall. Having one decent kitchen chair is a problem... this definitely increases the need for me to get that table from older brother.
The Main Event was Texas Hold'em poker, featuring Jenn and Stew's new set of poker chips. We each put in $5 to have a pool of $40 to go to the winner. Some were playing with reckless abandon, while others would not give in until the bitter end. The winner was Jenn, who planned on spending her $40 on shoes. For those of us who can buy shoes for $40. Stupid narrow feet.
So all in all a good night, despite the broken furniture and my need to constantly blow my nose due to the head cold. I'm sure I'll be feeling a lot better just in time to go back to work on Monday morning :P
4 comments:
You need to work on the obsessive cleaning too... Not that it bothered me, but some drunk people were wondering if they should leave. :)
I probably would have been helping if the dealing didn't renew my interest for a while.
Sorry, that wasn't intentional. There was just a lot to clean up, and if I did it then, then I would be able to go to bed earlier. I also have a thing about having to clean up most of the mess before going to bed.
If I ever want people to leave, I will tell them so :P
reckless abandon is the way to go!!! don't even look at the cards!!! that's the way to do it!!! no foldy mcgee am i.
and yet, dave was still out before me.
it was really fun to hang with the suspects, we need to do this again soon.
in addition, good luck to your brother at the diabetes clinic. i know how the treatment is around here when a family member has something bizarre... i refer you to mom's trips to london... and if she's lucky she'll be going to bethesda this summer.
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