“er indoors TM” went to the loo in the small hours, and it was a good twenty seconds before either dog charged after her. What was that all about? Needless to say no one charged after me when I went a few minutes later.…
Over toast I peered into the Internet. It was still there. And dull. Every morning I have a look at Facebook to see what friends and colleagues and acquaintances have been doing, and most mornings I am disappointed. This morning there were a couple of photos from the weekend, a few pictures of flags and sunflowers to show unity with Ukrainians, and one friend had got a new cat, but the vast majority of posts on my feed this morning were advertising some rather overpriced brand of dog food. Most of the six hundred and twenty people on my friends list had very little to say which was a shame. As I’ve said before I am a very nosey person and I want to know what everyone else is up to.
I had a flurry of emails; people had been out finding geocaches I’d hidden; Over fifty “Found It” logs including one on a cache which has been missing for some time and I had been intending to replace on Wednesday on my way to work. I was pleased that one had been replaced. From what people had written it was clear that the cache was missing, and the people walking past did in thirty seconds that which would have taken over an hour for me to do.
I then played “Sweardle” which I got right on the third attempt and “Lewdle” which I got on the second, registered another negative COVID test and rolled my eyes. This was the one hundred and sixteenth COVID test I have registered on-line. I have done one every four days with monotonous regularity ever since I was first told to do one every four days… and the website tells me that my reporting performance is only eighty-eight per cent. How does that work?
I took the dogs to the park with our clean and washed tennis balls. Recently there have been squabbles over both dogs wanting the cleaner ball, but having put both tennis balls through the washing machine, today we had none of that.
We did stop a squabble though; two male blackbirds were having a full-on fight, and it was only when Treacle nearly had the pair of them that they broke up. We also saw OrangeHead who now has a whole new posse; there were six of them. Mind you one of the newcomers to the group had a dog which was “playing dog piggy backs” with another newcomer’s dog, so I doubt those two will stay the course.
We came home to find postie delivering a parcel. As well as some Munzee stickers I’d ordered a small piece of trackable Lego. Sadly the people at the on-line shop had bored a keyring through it. As a piece of Lego it is now only fit for the dustbin. I shall send the thing out as a geocaching trackable and fully expect it to go missing within a month. I emailed the shop to ask if the do any trackable Lego that they haven’t destroyed before selling it; they replied claiming that the product was clearly labelled as having a key ring attached… I had another look at the product description… they were right. Oh well…
I then wrote up some CPD like I usually do before a night shift (I am a creature of habit!) and was rather amazed to see that my CPD blog has been read over four hundred times in this last week, and spent a while struggling with a geo-puzzle. The thing went live yesterday afternoon and I couldn’t solve it then, so I’d asked for a pointer only to be told there was an error in the puzzle description (even though someone had already been out rummaging round all the places that met the given hint and had presumably struck lucky). I couldn’t solve it this morning either, but by the afternoon a soluble version was available.
I spent twenty minutes in increasing panic trying to find Treacle only to eventually see she was on the bed laying on top of the hot water bottle I’d put in there earlier.
I went to bed for the afternoon and didn’t really have a good sleep. When “er indoors TM” is there, both dogs settle immediately (they don’t dare not). Treacle was still this afternoon, but Pogo was not. I gave up trying to sleep after a few hours and watched some episodes of “Trailer Park Boys”.
“er indoors TM” will be home soon, and will hopefully feed me, then I’m off to the night shift… via Sainsburys for shopping and petrol. I wonder if the stupidity of queuing for petrol is still going on?