Silkie got lucky with an unexpected Nip Trip. Ever since her injury on Feb 14th, on Sunday mornings I’ve given her a pinch of powdered catnip from a bag from a friend who finds it wild where they go in the summer. However, I’ve grown tired of reaching into the bag, tilting it, and trying to get a pinch from whatever powder falls to the bottom, around all the sticks and leaves and such. Today, I took out the big plastic colander, a wide shallow bowl, and had at it. I strained it, and put only the powder back into the bag. The smell was all over so there was no way I could deny Silkie a pinch.
For some odd reason, I could not stop long today. I usually need to put my legs up once or twice during the day if I want them to hold up. No biggie -my legs and I have worked that out. But today, I just seemed to keep finding things to do while I was on them.
I made one of my garden salads to stretch over the next few days. I defrosted some peaches from my freezer, and began defrosting the whole chicken, which I will cook tomorrow night, overnight. I packed the peaches into smaller portions and froze some and left some down.
Tomorrow they pick up recycle tubs, so I grabbed what I’ve accumulated for the two-week span and took that out. Plus I grabbed some folded cardboard and also flattened a few boxes of recyclables and got them out of the way.
Made a few calls - the thrift store for pickup on Thursday (now I’ll work on some more for them, tomorrow), the Vet for Silkie’s prescription diet kibble to pick up in a week or so, and my health provided to check on something.
Along the way, I began trying to find a way to easily transfer clay litter from the 21# bag I got yesterday, before the car broke down, to some containers. Finally found a funnel that would allow a reasonably quick flow from clumsy bag to plastic bottles. I’ll finish that tomorrow. I spent too much time bent over during the trial-and-error time.
All of this was before Noon.
Later, I sorted 3 bags of donated yarn into bags by weight: worsted, baby/sport, etc. That made a much neater stash. Lots more to still sort.
In between, when I needed to sit a moment, I worked on the baby blanket I began Saturday at the mechanic’s shop. I’ve also been working on the 2 pair of crocheted slippers for the order for my friend.
Yep, I do feel good, good and tired. But a good tired. You all know what I mean. Tomorrow, I must finish one crochet project for someone else, and finish transferring that litter, among other things. But today, well, today saw a lot of little things done. Good.