Fixing floor. Gee, What A Little Water can Do!

This post already disappeared once, but maybe I can recreate it. This is the day we had to start fixing the kitchen floor in my little guest house where Ray and Shay live. Shay is away house sitting elsewhere until Sunday.

MaeMae and I picked up Jay. Ray's back is still bothering him, and as much as he doesn't like to be around Jay, (even if Jay is sober), he knew that he could not do the floor at this time. Jay and I moved the dining furniture, hutch and fridge out of the kitchen. Jay removed the baseboards, and Ray started cutting out the old linoleum. We cut out some soft spots on the floor, and the shower the other side of the wall was suspected of being the cause. But it wasn't that. A while back the window Heat/AC had been leaking in the wall, and we had altered the pitch of it to rectify that. But it had already done it's damage to the floor under the old lino.

Some blocking was screwed in, and 3/4" plywood screwed in the hole. Ray went around on his knees scraping up the old floor mastic, and it is pretty smooth, but we will need to use some Floor Leveler, which we will 'float' tomorrow.

All the up and down the steps, over to the board rack, and up to the plywood storage did my knees in, and by 1.30 we had all had enough for today.

My Family from England Came for a Quick Visit.

It has been humid and warm all day. Ronnie, (a she), Jay and I worked on yard sale things most of the morning. Jay and I got all the hanging clothes down from the clothes pole up in the store room attic. Ronnie measured all the pants, skirts, blouses and shirts for sale, and attached tags with the sizes, waist, length, and inseam measurements on them. That will help them sell, and get them outta here. If they don't sell, that will be one less thing that the thift shop will have to do, when I donate them to the church.

My daughter Wendy called, and they were on the way to the airport to pick up Heidi, (my brother Nigel's daughter), her husband Martin, and their son, Ben. They were arriving from England for a couple of weeks trip here in the US. I haven't seen Heidi since she was a school girl when I visited England in 1981, so I was really thrilled. We were all supposed to meet at Ryan's Buffet in Conroe, but they had eaten so well on the plane that they were not hungry, so they were all coming here.

It was so good to see them. They are going to stay with Wendy and Richard until Friday, then on to San Francisco, and Yosemite.

You've never seen a faster Swiffer than mine today!

Just Shopping and Un-shopping. "Pretty".

Yesterday the Post Office was closed for Columbus Day, so the aloe vera plants had to be chosen, unpotted, packed up, and mailed today. With several delays, including waiting for Animal Control to arrive to pick up a very sweet stray tabby tom cat, Jay and I didn't get started into town until about 11.00 AM. (The tom cat jumped out of the cage as she was putting him in the truck, and he ran away so fast, that I don't think he will be staying, or spraying, around here for a while.)

Our tardy departure upset a neighbor who had asked me to pick her up a pack of cigarettes, as she thought that I would be back by noon. We didn't get back until after 4.00 PM, so she left 17 messages on my answering machine. She smokes three packs a day, and wonders why she never has any money!! I have a sign here that says "Lack of organization on your part, does not constitute an emergency on my part!", and that's the way it is.

Some of the delay in the next town was the enormous line at the great big Post Office, with only two registers open. The queue was all around the foyer, and even out the door. After 20 minutes the line hadn't moved, so I decided to bring the aloe packages back to my little town's tiny Post Office, where there were five people in front of me, and three registers open. Does that make sense?

I didn't get the brand of cordless vac that I had intended, as I am trying out a Dirt Devil one, which was cheaper for the same volts. We will see if it does the job.

When I dropped Jay off, I found out that Claudia has left early for her few days visit with one of her daughters. So I brought MaeMae, her little dog, home with me, as I knew that Jay was going to start drinking beer. MaeMae is so scared of him when he drinks, so I was supposed to take care of her while Claudia is gone.

A phone call from my SPCA boss, said that a couple with two Chihuahuas are approved to adopt little Pretty, the Siamese. Saturday, I will take all three foster cats to Adoption Day, and if the couple like Pretty, maybe I will come home with just two!

That was the best news I have had all day.