I spent the day looking for good deeds. Granted that I did not wander around town seeking little old ladies trying to cross busy streets but I couldn't find anything to do. Oreo and I walked around the park and there was no garbage laying around (there's ALWAYS garbage!) . We even wandered into the back path where there are usually signs of homeless encampments and even those had been cleaned up. I thought I could pick up dog poop left behind by careless owners but couldn't find any of that, either. So I will do something closer to home. Maybe I'll wash the dishes while Paul is out so when he comes home he can relax (I cook and do laundry and it's his job to wash the dishes... he rarely wants to do them). Fingers crossed that tomorrow it'll be easier to find something that needs doing. (Going to the library so there's a better chance.)
I have been neglecting the scale for the past couple of weeks. (Paul and I have been watching "Twin Peaks" and the doughnut scenes have been murder! I finally had to get a bunch of doughnuts and set them up in the kitchen so we could get on with our lives, unobsessed by them.) But after yesterday's confession about the suspenders I figured I should see what sort of damage I had done to myself. In fact, I discovered I had lost a few pounds since the last time I checked. I don't understand but will not question it. I don't want to know if it's just that the scale is broken. (I had an issue with it needing a battery a few years ago. It told me I was getting lighter by the day. When it told me I weighed just 20 lbs I knew something was wrong with it.)
Frank the cat is getting OLD. I know he's at least 20, could be even older. So it would appear that Frank's hearing is going. At first I thought it might be a sad thing but actually it's turning out to be a blessing in disguise. He can't hear the vacuum so he no longer fears it! He can't hear lawn mowers, dogs barking, alarms or any of the multitude of nioses that terrified him in the 20 years I've had him. Life seems to be mellowing out for old Frank! I'm sure he prefers it this way!
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