When I finished the last post, I got the nutrition I needed, read the 31st paper, did a lot of little things around the house, and now have gotten here from catching up on the things I usually read before this.
We're having a lot of flooding now and one of the NBC channel's reporters was showing how the water was up to three feet in an area with a lot of fast food places. The anchor said he hoped nobody would buy Kentucky Flooded Chicken.
My labs were really good. My BUN is exactly on the top of the range and the creatinine isn't much higher. That brings me back up into Stage 3, not quite the middle of it where I was for years before the stroke, but close.
I moved the litter from Spirit's box into the big kitties' box; I'll have to wash it tomorrow. Yesterday afternoon, before I went to bed, I set the VCR to watch the "America's Got Talent" semi-final results. They had "Il Divo" perform midway through and I was getting ready to fast-forward through it until I noticed that Loki, sitting on the crenellations, had looked up sharply and listened to them all the way through. It's true, we don't get many male voices here, but I was still surprised.
The rain today was deep enough next to my porch that it almost ran over. I tried with the top of a broom again, but the mulch is too deep. The purpose of that tube under my porch is to move that water to the steps between my building and the next (although there was an amazing amount of water going down the steps on their own today) but the mulch has to be cleaned. I emailed our management again and he said he'd be over tomorrow to look. He knows I call it a porch, so I think he's been reading here.
I'm getting sleepy, but I'll try to stay up a bit longer. I've been off my flist for about four days, so this will definitely be mostly skimming.