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days_unfoldingStorage under the stairs might be cheaper if it was an actual cupboard under the stairs à la Harry Potter. I want to use it as a pantry. I need to talk to a carpenter.
Anyway, I watched and enjoyed the movie.
Oooh, I found a condo on the Dalmatian Coast with a sea view for a cost that’s a little more than my house.
Gracie woke me up a little after 8 AM. I successfully got her out and in on her leash.
Hmm. The storms are predicted by 5:30 PM, so I could have some time to do chores outside.
Okay, we’re all fed. I need to take my meds, then nap time.
I had to order a new leash for Gracie because hers has almost been chewed through (done).
Napped. Had lunch. Priced cloth napkins because I’m almost out of paper ones.
Hmm. The forecast says that it’s raining, but I don’t see it. After my shower, I went outside and got the pieces of my workbench-to-be from the box and put them in the garage. It’s still not raining but is thinking about it.
I’m feeling a little cranky. Gracie is taking a lot of the bed, and I’m frustrated. And she scratched me in the face.
Oh, there was a tornado warning. Why didn’t my weather radio go off? Have to look at it. My lights keep flickering. Gracie, typically, does not want to come in even though she’s soaked.
I got my book of strength training for women over 50. I need to dig out some gym clothes.
Gracie came in. All present and accounted for, if wet.
Watched the first episode of The Pitt. It's good. I almost lost it at the same time as when the med student fainted. That was a gruesome injury. Read about the Oscars and looked at red-carpet pictures.
Now I think that it's bed time. I should check the weather to see what's coming up. I had heard snow. "Snow starting in 41 minutes."
Anyway, I watched and enjoyed the movie.
Oooh, I found a condo on the Dalmatian Coast with a sea view for a cost that’s a little more than my house.
Gracie woke me up a little after 8 AM. I successfully got her out and in on her leash.
Hmm. The storms are predicted by 5:30 PM, so I could have some time to do chores outside.
Okay, we’re all fed. I need to take my meds, then nap time.
I had to order a new leash for Gracie because hers has almost been chewed through (done).
Napped. Had lunch. Priced cloth napkins because I’m almost out of paper ones.
Hmm. The forecast says that it’s raining, but I don’t see it. After my shower, I went outside and got the pieces of my workbench-to-be from the box and put them in the garage. It’s still not raining but is thinking about it.
I’m feeling a little cranky. Gracie is taking a lot of the bed, and I’m frustrated. And she scratched me in the face.
Oh, there was a tornado warning. Why didn’t my weather radio go off? Have to look at it. My lights keep flickering. Gracie, typically, does not want to come in even though she’s soaked.
I got my book of strength training for women over 50. I need to dig out some gym clothes.
Gracie came in. All present and accounted for, if wet.
Watched the first episode of The Pitt. It's good. I almost lost it at the same time as when the med student fainted. That was a gruesome injury. Read about the Oscars and looked at red-carpet pictures.
Now I think that it's bed time. I should check the weather to see what's coming up. I had heard snow. "Snow starting in 41 minutes."
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Date: 2026-03-16 08:16 am (UTC)