Or maybe it was the never ending cat pictures. Or the parade of rugs.
Or my half assed philosophy of the world.
Well, whatever. I am really not into watching the numbers. As long as I know someone is there occasionally, I am fine.
Although, in the beginning, I was blogging away, and no one was reading it. And I still kept at it.
So maybe it is a moot point.
Anyway, I kind of lost my groove when I got back from Maine. I seemed to be scrambling to get anything done. Sometimes I just feel overwhelmed with responsibility. There you have it.
There is yet another stray cat eating on the porch. Another tiger. Another scrawny tiger.
One of the things I had planned for this month, was getting the old coal furnace removed from the cellar.
It hasn't been used in many a year.
It is not only defunct, it is in the way.
So I put it on Craig's List, for free, and I was deluged with emails.
After sifting through them, I made some calls. Two were time wasters, and the third was very worthwhile. He looked at it last week, and took it away today.
He had to take it apart, there was some horrific noise, and his helper here dragged it out. He took two truckloads of metal away.
I know that he just took it to the scrap metal place, and got cash for it. But I say, more power to him. It was not a fun job, and I needed it done.
And now I can actually SEE the mess that was behind it. There is a cement slab that was under it. I didn't know that.
Now I can get the cellar cleaned out, and put that behind me. YAY.
Gabby and I planted some flower seeds while it thundered and threatened rain.
And then she helped me put on a warp. I am serious here. She really did. She insisted, and while I was hesitant, I soon realized that she was quite capable. Once she started, she wanted to wind every section.
This could be HUGE, ya' know.
Tonight, two granddaughters, and a mother. Total: three kids.
And if you want to know where I got the title?
Sydney says: It was my idea. Ya' got a problem with it???