"It was a dark and stormy night"....or day.  It has been raining on and off all day..just a natural, spring-like rain.  I got up early, got dressed, unlocked the doors, and waited...and waited...and waited.  The no show guys were "no show."  What else is new?  Come Monday, if they don't show, the fat in the frying pan will start to sizzle.  In other words, my temperature is rising.

I am on my third book this week.  The title is "FIRE IN THE SKY"  and fits my slowly flaring mood exactly.  Actually, it is a fiction by  two anthropologist that have written a series of fiction novels about early Mezzo and American natives.  If it were not for my reading right now I believe my flame would have flared some time ago.  It has kept me semi-sane for right now.


I tried to clean a little in the "living room," but it is kind of hard to vacuum around those big, heavy tarps, esp. when you vacuum up a nail that blends into the carpet.  The more I can vacuum up, the less I wheeze and cough, and that is good, even with nails and screws pulled up into the vacuum.

Very little going on right now.  Tomorrow, Sunday, I will not get up early.  I hope to get out in the afternoon and get a few items...such as milk and creamer and visit the local nursery.

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