My sleep buddy, Inky, has had her schedule all thrown off. I think it started when I was gone on my trip. I wasn’t there, and she was put on a diet. It got worse when Dad was no longer home. Most nights lately, I have been falling asleep without her help.
Lately she’s been waiting for me to fall asleep and then will climb in bed once I’m settled. She climbs on my chest and starts a tap dance. Then she starts licking my chin. If I put my hand up, she licks that, too.
I move her to a place that’s comfortable for me, but is still touching me. I tell her over and over, “No licking, no dancing, I need room to breathe.” She seems to ignore the words. Eventually, we will both be reasonably comfortable. Last night, she settled in on my belly, holding my hand. It took her ten minutes to get into that position. She stayed there less than five minutes.
I have many draft posts ready to go. I am prepping for my upcoming trip. I have posts that are ready to post, but I am waiting on them. I have some that just have titles. I have some that are partially written. I have the prep work done for some of the challenges, but I need to read the books, still. I have to decide which books are going with me, too.
I am sorting and writing and basically just wading through the mess. It will be beautiful when I am finished, but you can’t see the mess that is in the background. It will get sorted out and completed by the end of the month, I think.
With the ADHD, I find that I try to do way too many things at once. Like I said in an earlier post, I’m prepping for vacation, so I got several posts started. All the post drafts are calling to me. All at once.
I know, logically, that I can’t do everything at once, but I’ll try. Actually, I’ll try to save something to do later. Like I planned.
I have an upcoming vacation. I am doing the last minute things, even though it’s not really last minute yet.
I went to purchase what I need for the trip. I haven’t quite finished, but I got the majority done.
I tried to get a mani pedi done, but I ended up getting called in to go to work, so only the pedi got done.
I got to work and finished up on record time. Then I went to buy sunglasses for the trip. I am almost ready! I am planning on getting the manicure soon.
I also found a lot of memes and book related photos to write about when I’m away. I am sure I’ll have time to write, so I’ll publish when I’m back. At least I don’t have to think about what I’m going to write about. I’ll figure out other topics, too, while I’m away. Always thinking…
After all the trouble getting the license plate and scheduling and rescheduling everything, yesterday was the day that I had to get the car to the police station to get the fix it ticket signed off.
I managed to get the license plate, tape, and cleaning wipes to the car. I found a good spot to attach the plate. I had been warned that the tape I used will be PERMANENT. No problem.
I got up to the police station and there were two women in the station already. They also had a fix it ticket to take care of. I overheard “Well, your fix it ticket is for not having the sticker on your car. Your sticker is there in your hand, so I can’t sign off that it was fixed, because I can see that it wasn’t. If it’s in your hand, it’s not on your car.” The response: “We left the car at home, so we wanted to show that we got the sticker.” Ummmm…. The very patient officer suggested that they go home and put the sticker on the car and then try to get the ticket signed. “but, the type of ticket you have requires you to go downtown to fix it, or over to the college.” Oh, boy… I was not hopeful that I could get my ticket signed.
The officer sent the two ladies on their way. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything and the officer took the ticket from me. “Oh, a license plate. I actually have to go look.” I told him to look at it as getting a walk and some fresh air in. “A walk? How far away did you park? Don’t tell me you left your car at home, too!” No no. It’s across the street about four cars down, parked perpendicularly. He looked at it. “Yes, there’s a plate there.” He signed my paper and I thanked him and told him to enjoy his walk back. He said that he was glad I didn’t go when it was raining.
I got home and copied the paperwork and got it in an envelope with a stamp. We even made it to the post office that same day.
Now, I just need the radio pulled out of the other car, and I’ll donate that. Getting stuff done! I am not mentioning the library books that need to go back before I leave on my trip.
I have asked a few friends to be guest bloggers while I’m away without internet access for a few days.
You’ll see a couple of posts from them over the next few weeks, while we get some bugs worked out, and they get the feel for it.
So far, Rob and Michelle have graciously accepted and have started writing their first posts. There will probably be a few others coming on board soon. Please welcome them warmly.
The seventh member of the group arrived while we were having coffee in the hotel room before breakfast.
I finally got a photo of the view from our room.
We wandered off to the convenience store to get things to have happy hour in our room. As we were walking, the eighth member of our group appeared by taxi and waved to us.
The Pacquiao vs Broner fight was at our hotel. When we made the reservations months ago, the fight hadn’t been scheduled yet, so it was just bad timing. So, we decided that we’d have to get far away from the hotel during the event. It started at 9 pm, so the crowds were anticipated at around 3. We made dinner reservations at a different hotel. We chose a Brazilian steakhouse in the Paris. It was just Eh.
We headed off to see dueling pianos since we were already in the Paris. I have a few clips, but nothing full length. It was fun, but my friend found a better place with a live band just a little ways down the hallway.
Fireball and Jagermeister shots. Female band
Six drunk adults getting into a Lyft after bar hopping was hysterical. We aren’t as young as we used to be, but we managed to get back to our hotel.
We found out that housekeeping hadn’t gotten to our room since my roommate had slept a lot of the day. Not a big deal, they’ll get to it tomorrow.