purple room vents: RAT BASTARDS

Well the big clean up has started. Thank god for Graeme. He has been a godsend. He has the ability to just get going and dig in. Meanwhile Monte and I find a million ways to procrastinate.

Everything in that shed was wet. Heaven knows how long the water had been spraying in there. But I wouldn't want to say this to Monte, and he doesn't read this blog ever, but maybe it was a good thing in the end. Everything in there was his stuff from his last place, you know...the one that was a true sh*t hole. Some things he is quite attached to and we can probably save those things.

But...the rats, and the water, made a real mess out of things, some I was sad to see. They were mostly things to do with Bill, blankets, brief cases etc...how Monte got hold of all that is beyond me. It was kind of a blur at the time we were sorting Bill's stuff. I think that in the end I just may give an exterminator a call. The rat problem isn't just going to go away, not with the grocery store so close by. Possibly they will have ideas on what to do for a permanent solution.

On another note....I have noticed that the older one gets, exercise doesn't necessarily help strengthen one's body parts.

I have a very stiff to open and close slide window over my bed. When I am sitting with my back to that wall, leaning on it, the window is above me a ways. I have problems with both, but especially my right, arms. They hurt. I can still use them liberally, but they hurt. I had the brilliant idea that if I reach up with that right arm and open and close that very stiff window over and over it would strengthen and cure at least that arm. After all one must use whatever is at hand if you don't own and never intend to, a Pelaton.

Cans of tomatoes are great weights. Chairs make good exercise benches. Stairs offer a step machine alternative. Getting up and down out of the recliner and on and off the turlett all day long are good squats. So I figured use the window to strengthen my bad arm.

So I started a few days ago. And the exercise has rendered my arm almost useless. It now hangs off the side of me, free swinging, like a dead limp rat. Seriously. I can count this idea as a big fail. When I was younger it would have worked like a charm. But now...not so much. It just made it hurt beyond fixing. Stupid window.

So I guess it's back to the giant cans of tomatoes. I use them as hand weights. You see those exercise freaks that walk, no, stride, purposefully down the street, exaggeratedly pumping their arms up and down with gorgeous colourful wrist weights strapped around their delicate wrists. I don't have pretty accoutrement like that. I have tomato cans. What I don't have is pride. So I think if I do go walkabout I shall take a can of tomatoes in each hand and march down the street, swinging them high. One has got to do what one has got to do and I really need to do something. My arms are def deteriorating. I'm just not that trusting that the tomatoes will work.

My food task for today is making individual chicken dinner leftover shepherd's pie. Aryn gave me some awesome individual casserole dishes with handles on them that you can make pot pies or shepherd's pies etc..in. I made a full on chicken dinner last night, using yet another six tablespoons of that thirty pound bucket of chicken gravy mix. Today I will layer stuffing, chicken, veg, gravy and mashed potatoes into those awesome casserole dishes and make a leftover dinner for tonight.

I made the dinner last night in honour of Valentine's Day. I had ordered a whack of candy from Amazon. It was supposed to be here by yesterday and I was going to surprise the boys with it. But I got a notice that the order will be trickling in over this week. Thanks Amazon...yet again I am wondering why I pay ninety bucks for Prime. If you can't honour the promise of two day delivery then what's the point? So we are going to have a left over Valentine's Day.

Yesterday the boys stopped at the one flower shop in town on the way back from the dump to get me flowers, bless them. And when they arrived home they handed me the most sad little bouquet..two small gerberra daisies and three carnations, along with apologies. Apparently they bought the last six flowers, plus a potted succulent in the store. hahahaha!!! Graeme took pics and sent them to April, who showed the pics to her friends and they all thought that that bouquet was the most adorable bouquet they ever saw. I absolutely love it! They were from April too. They made me very happy. They proudly sit on my coffee table.

That's it for today. It's still very early so I have a little time before we, or should I say the boys, get back at it. I am determined to get the basement cleared out. Have a wonderful week, stay safe, have fun, TTYL