A Mundane but productive day

There were many things that I wanted to do today. I didn't get to do any of them.

I wanted to paint, practice with my soft pastels, or watercolors. I never touched a paintbrush.

I wanted to do some editing on my book. I did start to do this but was interrupted so many times in a five-minute span that I gave up on that too. 

I wanted to sort out some things for the thrift shop to reduce the clutter in our home. I moved some things around, but didn't gain much ground there either.

However, Dennis promised to work on my dishwasher today, and we did get that done. He struggled, but he managed to get bigger wheels underneath my portable dishwasher, making it much easier to maneuver around in my tiny, crowded kitchen.  I am excited to get that done. We thought about changing out the hoses on it too, but there was a problem with the ends, so that part of the project was tabled for today.

I did get the bedding on our bed laundered and changed out. I think the washer ate one of my pillowcases. Either that or it's still in the dryer. I'll have to check in a bit. Changing the bed shouldn't be difficult, but the fitted sheet is a hassle wrestling those danged corners. And I'd almost bet the upper corner on my side of the bed will come flipping up toward the center of the bed as soon as I lie down on it. It does every time

Maizie has been excited today. She got a bath today. I've been talking about doing that, but today when she jumped up on my lap with a blob of poop stuck in her hair, that made the decision easy. She does ok with it, until it comes time to spray her head. Getting that eye gunk out of her fur around her face is a challenge. She doesn't like me doing anything other than petting her on her head and face. I'll have to use a baby wipe or damp washcloth to gradually work that gunk out of her facial fur.

She enjoyed watching while Dennis was sitting on the floor wrestling with the dishwasher. He was in a good humor, so she got in quite a few licks and sniffs. Right now, she's laying on my left arm, making it a little difficult to type. I'm working from my recliner. It's my most comfortable chair, and quite frankly, the only one that works to type in. I have two other chairs in my front room that I can sit in, but my table is too high and it's not adjustable. Such struggles!

It's reading time in about 4 minutes, so I'll shut this down and get my book out. I'm currently reading a biography: Living With No Excuses by Noah Galloway. An American soldier disabled due to battle wounds, he shares the intensely emotional struggles of the fight to heal from his wounds. It's been a great story so far.

I'll let  you all know how it ends. :)