And so, the situation has become critical, as I knew it would. My sister is coming to visit tomorrow, so those dishes have to be done. No reasonable offer refused.
And so, the situation has become critical, as I knew it would. My sister is coming to visit tomorrow, so those dishes have to be done. No reasonable offer refused.
Hitchhiking's more of a challenge on the road less travelled.
I honestly don't mind things like the dishes, keeping things tidy, cooking, wiping down the cabinet unit and entertainment system, etc. Leo and myself have our shared responsibilities in the house, and we have a system that works for us. I'm in charge of the dishes, kitchen counters, cooking, and other things. He's in charge of the shopping and the floor, because I'm unable to do it. I've tried to do the floor multiple times, but I basically just end up pushing the dirt around, so I leave that to Leo.
Actually, thanks for the thread, because that reminds me, I'm sure the walls need to be done. That one is Leo's responsibility too, because I'm unable to do it. He can do that sometime in the next few days, as the house owners are coming shortly.
My house is pretty much run under military precision nowadays though. Can't say I enjoy doing it, but I don't really have a choice in the matter, becuase I'm blind now. If the Paprika or fingernail clippers end up two inches away from where they're supposed to be, I flip out. It's much easier just to keep everything 100% in order 100% of the time.
Now if I could just convince Boxer (the brown dog in my avatar) to be quit being a fucken idiot, we'd be good to go. I love him and everything, and have been taking care of him for about 6 years, but jesus christ is he ever stupid. I have no idea what's happening outside, but I'm sure it's not important. That's why I'm currently awake at 2:30am, and he's now locked in the office until morning. I was trying to get a good sleep, and my husband is exhausted from travelling yesterday, and needs a good sleep to. Neither of us need to listen to him being an idiot.
And sure enough, he's now sitting in the office howling, and headbutting the door. Told you, he's really stupid.
Cappunne (the white dog in my avatar) is fine and quite intelligent. Boxer is simply an idiot though.
Looks like I have to get up, and go get angry again. I don't like being angry.
And here I was, really hoping for a good, soild 10 hour sleep in the same bed as my husband, as he just got home from Laos. Obviously, that's not happening.
And while I'm sitting here half asleep and on this tangent, let's keep going...
Fun fact: Don't surprise blind people. We appreciate the sentiment, but we don't like getting surprised. I knew Leo was coming back today, because I made him tell him. He knows not to surprise me, but he did again. I was just tidying up a bit around the house, and all of a sudden felt someone grab me from behind.
That's twice now he was about 2 seconds away from a broken nose. Yeah, don't do that to a blind person.
I'll notice something new on the street, get scared, and start poking at it with my walking stick thinking it's a dead cat or something. It will turn out just to be a newly grown patch of grass. It's very easy to make a blind person scared, so please don't surprise us.
I guess I can't count on Leo coming round for half an hour then? Ah well, I guess I'll just have to manage. Although there is one member of the board who lives about 5 minutes from me, and I've heard nothing from him. It's always at a time of crisis that you find out who your true friends are.
Matt, which is more scary - a patch of grass or being yourself?
Hitchhiking's more of a challenge on the road less travelled.
And let's keep going...
For fuck sakes, I got my dogs locked down and settled, but there's obviously something happening on the street tonight. I already know, it's that new street dog that's been showing up every day for about a month, becuase the other neighborhood dogs won't stop barking.
Think I need to buy a BB gun. Used to have a neighbor from Scotland who had a BB gun, and used it on the street dogs, to ensure his wife and daughters could get a good sleep. Unfortunately, that probably won't work. I can't shoot them myself out of fear of hitting them in the eye, and I'm sure Leo won't agree to it, because he was a novice monk for the majority of his life. He doesn't even like to kill a spider, let alone shoot a street dog in the bell with a BB gun.
I guess I could alwys just open up my gate, and let my dogs out. That would take care of the problem within 5 minutes, and that street dog would be dead. My dogs are very strong and healthy, so they would be able to take care of the problem without issue. That would be quite cruel though, so don't think I will do it.
Firecrackers though, maybe that. I could even do that one blind, just to scare that street dog enough not to come around anymore. Every single day lately he's been coming by, sits in front of my gate, and starts howling like an idiot. So then sure enough, my dogs decide to start howling back. Then the neighbor dogs hear it, and decide to join the chorus. It's really annoying, especially at 8am every morning.
Originally Posted by joe552
Don't worry about me, I'm good to go. Remembering your previous posts, I'm in a far better position in this life than you are. Again, synical attitudes need to stop.
Don't worry, I'm totally fine with being blind these days. Nowadays, half the time I leave the house, I forget to take my walking stick with me. In other words, I forget I'm even blind lots now, so I'm comfortable with it. I'll get around the corner, realize I don't have my stick, then have to come back home to get it. I need that stupid stick to get around.
Well I have to concede that you live a far more interesting life than I do.
Hitchhiking's more of a challenge on the road less travelled.
It's now 7:30am, so the door is open, and the dogs are out. That stupid fucken street dog is still there, and won't shut up.
Jesus christ, would I ever love to just open my gate right now.
Ok, Leo's new task for the day. Go buy some fire crackers. I don't want to hurt that street dog, but I definitely want to make him scared, so he fucks off and leaves everyone in the nighborhood alone.
Sorry to draw your attention away from Matt's street dog saga, but the washing up is still there to be done. If I have to do it myself, and it looks like I will, I'll be in a bad mood on here tomorrow. Just a gentle warning.
Hitchhiking's more of a challenge on the road less travelled.
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