Holy crapballs. I’m in the office on time!
Status: Rollerskating
Connor and I have an agreement that if one of us skips karate class, we both do (his is at 6pm and mine is 7:30). Usually it’s me who’s like, “Nope, not today” — but today it was him.
In lieu of karate, I got him to practice roller skating with me in our basement. 😁
I did 20 minutes of “bubbles” to work my legs and get used to propelling myself forward. He kinda just played around for 20 minutes. We both agreed that it was way fun, and that we need to do that more often.
Mad props to Carley for planting the seeds of interest several many months ago. 🛼
Status: Jumping Through Hoops
This morning’s unexpected rabbit-hole adventure: getting Office 2019 back onto my newly-wiped PC.
Status: Quiet and Cold
It’s an overcast Friday morning in February. Working from home. The outside temp is 27F… and our power is out.
I’m assuming our outage is included on the FirstEnergy map by now. I really hope it doesn’t take some 2-3 hours to resolve.
Cat vs. Plants
I spent at least an hour yesterday repotting aloes and kalanchoes that Baxter had knocked over. I was proud of the arrangement of heavier pots in stands and supports, and was sure they’d be safe from kitty shenanigans.
As happens so often, I was completely wrong.
After I took the above photo, I went and had a good cry — because, seriously, how the hell am I supposed to make any headway on my general clutter if I keep having to rescue my plants? And not that I’m wishing kitty destruction on my family’s belongings, but I’m feeling a little singled-out here.
(I should note that he also gets up on the bathroom counter where I keep my bookbinding supplies and knocks my brushes onto the floor.)
Baxter doesn’t even spend time in this window; he specifically targeted my aloe plant. I only have so many windows, especially during the winter when the sunroom is too cold for most plants, and this shell game of moving plants from window to window to avoid destruction is getting old quick. He’s already eaten my purple shamrock THREE TIMES, and I’m running out of window options.
(BTW, remind me to tell you all about what happens when one accidentally leaves succulents in an unheated sunroom in February. The aftermath alleviated some of my plant overcrowding issues.)
So, as part of Laundry & Chores Sunday, I get to once again repot my aloe, AND rescue all my baby jade starts that got scattered across the kitchen floor.
EDIT: My Google research tells me that aloe is toxic to cats. Well, that’s just great. Hopefully Baxter just gnawed on the leaves and didn’t actually eat any of it. I’ll feel like a real ass if eating my cherished plants makes my cat barf.