Grump Central Archive: Week of 5 July 2020
Saturday, 11 July 2020
Glad I cleaned the gutters when I did: we're being pummeled by a tropical depression that's been rolling up the coast. The rain came down in seemingly biblical proportions for the entire day yesterday and last night.
Friday, 10 July 2020
Yesterday was another day with a heat index of 100°. I got up at the crack of dawn to clean the gutters since it's supposed to rain all day today and most of tomorrow. Then I hid inside the rest of the day and drew caricatures.
Thursday, 9 July 2020
It's the one-year anniversary of completing my laundry. Woo-hoo.
Wednesday, 8 July 2020
A regular reader was admiring the raccoon photo (Friday, 3 July) but wondered if they were a nuisance or potentially harmful for my outdoor kitty. Well, does this give you some idea? They are neither a nuisance (my trash is all stored indoors) nor a danger to Bobby. In fact, I've seen him hanging out with a pack of them like he was a family member, and they paid him no attention. He just wants to be everyone's friend. In other news, click on over to my reviews for 18 new ones.
Tuesday, 7 July 2020
I took this photo yesterday to wrap up a new timelapse sequence for my house website. There probably won't be many—if any—changes to this view before I die, since it's no longer a priority of mine to take things any further. Indeed, right now I have no priorities at all, which is a strange state of existence. Worse, at the moment I have no interest in anything; none of my hobbies are appealing. I just hide inside, away from the heat—yesterday the heat index was a brutal 100°.
Monday, 6 July 2020
Increasingly I approach the computer to do the day's post with no idea what to say. I've contemplated not bothering to do a post, but that would immediately trigger certain people to come check up on me. So, like yesterday, I'll pick some random image from the past—I've got well over 6,000 house construction images and close to 10,000 property shots, plus another 2,000 of the cats, so I'll never run out of them. Today's was taken this day four years ago: a friend was cleaning out her garage, found this unwanted train set, and gave it to me. At the time, it became a fun little diversion for a while. But now it's also a somewhat painful reminder of what I'll never have: a train layout in the Studio. Ah well, such is life—and death.
Sunday, 5 July 2020
Last year at this time I was still rocking the house. That seems like eons ago now.