The Last Weekend in November

[fossilfreak]

Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, vol 1 p. 560

202.4 miles

c-c-cold!

 

(It would be easier to keep up if I weren't so busy. Of course, then I would have nothing to write about.)

 

Last Saturday, November 25, I slept in until 6 and started covering a garden bed with leaves before the gardeners came.

 

I spent most of the afternoon waiting for Bernadette, and still bitter, at one point I took a 4.3 mile walk to take a book to the farthest Little Free Library. No Bernadette. I thought she'd forgotten, but it turns out my communications major was unclear as to when she was coming... she'd meant SUNDAY afternoon.

There was a Black Friday sale on Fishdom. I'm not playing much, only getting the diamonds when they are on sale.

 

While online, I also bought one thing for Steve&Family, since it was something I was already going to get but was on sale.

 

The 26th was Niki's birthday and I actually sent her card on time. Bernadette came by and got her tickets, and stayed and talked. She admired Hoarder Central. She says it's gone from "dumpster ready" to "messy." I was having her help me move the train layout so I could cover it with plastic and put it out, but it turned out to be broken. The plaster mountains had cracked. OK, then, it will go with the hauler. She helped me move it out to the carport.

 

Also, I found out they are going to WorldCon in San Jose next August. Since I'll be in Oregon with Vince and family, Joan will be babysitting. I hope she doesn't have the heat problem again. (She fainted last year.)

 

While Bernadette was here I darn near burnt the turkey soup, but saved it just in time. It's gonna be good.

 

I replaced a light bulb and the Brita filter.

 

I was beginning to wonder about the night twinges I've been having. They are normal, hyptic jerks or sleep starts. (And, of course, now I know that, I haven't had any since.) On this evening, I'd been asleep for about an hour when there was a TERRIBLE noise. The cat somehow managed to knock my ceremonial dagger to the ground! Boy, that changed things!