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Last work day for me this week
Jan. 13th, 2005 06:53 am...and I've caught a bit of a break in the weather. I'm looking forward to seeing something besides various forms of frozen water falling from the sky.
Johnny, our former grounds foreman, is back today. It's weird...it feels "normal" that he's back, but he's not the same, he's bitter and angry about the divorce, and he flashes from the person we were used to (before he quit) to the angry ex very quickly. But it's still good to have him back.
Last night's predicted snow/ice was a bust. We got a very light dusting at home, less than that at work. The roads were dry all the way to work this morning. There was a crew that came in to work at 3am, and they said they did put down a round of icemelt, but that there just wasn't that much to do. And with a full crew in today, that's going to be the story of the day: just not that much to do.
We're still looking ahead and trying to decide if we're going to the farm this weekend. The weather reports are changing so often. Two days ago they were forecasting snow or ice down there, this morning it's sunny, 33, and possible flooding from the melt-off on Saturday.
Found the well-chewed front half of a mouse in the middle of the living room floor yesterday evening. That's the second or third in a week. You can tell which ones the youngest two cats catch, they just play with mice until they're too battered to crawl away. The older cats eat all or part of the mouse. (Fuzz probably got this one, he usually eats the squishy bits in back and leaves the rest. And tails...Fuzz has a thing for the tails on toy mice, and he also will bite the tails off mice the other cats catch, given a chance.) I think there's at least one more hiding under the freezer in the kitchen; we've had two or three cats camped out in front of it for days now. Guess it's too wet under the house for the mice, and they're desperate enough to move up into cat territory.
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Johnny, our former grounds foreman, is back today. It's weird...it feels "normal" that he's back, but he's not the same, he's bitter and angry about the divorce, and he flashes from the person we were used to (before he quit) to the angry ex very quickly. But it's still good to have him back.
Last night's predicted snow/ice was a bust. We got a very light dusting at home, less than that at work. The roads were dry all the way to work this morning. There was a crew that came in to work at 3am, and they said they did put down a round of icemelt, but that there just wasn't that much to do. And with a full crew in today, that's going to be the story of the day: just not that much to do.
We're still looking ahead and trying to decide if we're going to the farm this weekend. The weather reports are changing so often. Two days ago they were forecasting snow or ice down there, this morning it's sunny, 33, and possible flooding from the melt-off on Saturday.
Found the well-chewed front half of a mouse in the middle of the living room floor yesterday evening. That's the second or third in a week. You can tell which ones the youngest two cats catch, they just play with mice until they're too battered to crawl away. The older cats eat all or part of the mouse. (Fuzz probably got this one, he usually eats the squishy bits in back and leaves the rest. And tails...Fuzz has a thing for the tails on toy mice, and he also will bite the tails off mice the other cats catch, given a chance.) I think there's at least one more hiding under the freezer in the kitchen; we've had two or three cats camped out in front of it for days now. Guess it's too wet under the house for the mice, and they're desperate enough to move up into cat territory.
( The UnSock Report )
