Lovely, quiet house this morning. Haven’t done a damn thing over this Christmas break. Still need to sweep, mop, and do some laundry. And get the massive pile of cardboard out of our living room (from the delivery of our new bed).
It’s after noon, but I’m still the only one up. Need to shower, and just ‘do’ something. It’s so easy for lethargy to take over. An object at rest tends to stay at rest. Curse you, physics!
Guess I’ll go clean up the back patio. The new dog has been bringing everything she can carry from the yard onto the the cement. Sticks, bricks, balls the kids lost in the underbrush long ago. Which she then proceeds to shred with those awesome jaws of hers.
The newest neighbors are weird. BR came home one day when the new dog and the old dog were having an awful-sounding fight (sounded worse than it was…no blood or scratches or anything). He fired a round into the ground to break it up. The neighbors down the street freaked out, yelling for everyone to hurry and get into the house. But no cops showed up. On New Year’s Eve, we fired off bottle rockets first. The neighbor’s kids were all excited. You could hear their thrilled voices through the overgrown lot that separates us. “Yay, fireworks! Look, fireworks!!!!” Then we fired our guns (as we legally can where we live), and one of the adults yelled, ‘Take your guns into the house!’ Well, hell, don’t want to fire them in there! Finished when we were finished (before 12:30 AM)…and no cops showed up.
So…asshole neighbors freak out about the guns, but don’t call the cops. And the cops will come. We had a liberal neighbor who did call the cops a while back. They come, and then said ‘be safe’. Of course. So…either these newest neighbors called the cops and the cops said, ‘Sorry, not worth coming out for’…or they didn’t call the cops at all. Why wouldn’t they call the cops? Do they have something to hide? Just wondering, because the renters before them had a meth lab…but glad they know we have dogs and weapons.
This isn’t getting the back patio cleaned up, is it? Shit.
What a lazy, lazy Saturday. Too lazy to even go pick up Krispy Kreme doughnuts.
Anyway. Guess I will get dressed and clean off the back patio. Then maybe shower and get doughnuts as a reward. THAT sounds good.
After I check Facebook.