Susan Dennis (susandennis) wrote,
Susan Dennis
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ReSwum

Honestly, I was really surprised that the gym opened this morning. But, it sure did! And it smelled nice, too. Frank, at the front desk, was back. "I was getting a little stir crazy so I'm glad to be back." But my two favorite wait-at-the-front-door regulars were not. Maybe they didn't believe either.

The first 5 laps were weird city. I felt like a 4 year old in floaties. But by the time I hit halfway it felt fine and dandy and lovely. I was slow but I didn't care. I finished up my usual 1,400 yards and it felt good.

I thought I was going to have a hard time waking up when the alarm went off. But, I had The Smalls who started waking me up about 4. He's like a toddler. He wants to bite my nose. So I pick him up and move him away from my face. He goes back to my nose, I move him... over and over and over again. Just now he wants on the keyboard. I pick him up and move him. He goes back. I pick him up and move him. He goes back. I know he will mature out of this and I should enjoy his toddler years but yikes.

The top basket of the tree continues to be prime real estate. The new, lower, basket so far serves only as a place to stand to aggravate whoever is in the top basket. It will be interesting to see how it all shakes out.

I feel like both bowls need padding. Some kind of basket mattress. I can't decide if 1. it really does need it or looks a better without (I'm sure the cats don't care) 2. if whatever it is should be knit or crochet or 3.sewn out of something like fleece.

I cut out a square of fleece last night and just draped it onto the floor of the top basket. The next thing I knew, The Smalls had it in his mouth and was dragging it around the living room.

Right now The Smalls has ADD. Top of the bowl... eating in the kitchen... licking is brother... chasing his brother... top of the bowl... licking his brother... wrestling with is brother...

Then another 3 minutes start. Geesh. He's busy.

I need to take all the packing materials down to the dumpster. And walk at least 15 minutes on the treadmill. The baseball game is at 5. And in between is fielder's choice.
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