Sunday

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"Transforming is not lying." - Rainer Maria Rilke
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We have uninvited guests in our home. Bailey brought them home with him when he went on his walk about on Thursday.

Yessireeebob, we have fleas!

Yee gads and Bailey was sleeping around my head Friday night.

I had noticed that Bailey had been scratching a little more than usual but at first I did not think much of it.

But last night I grabbed the little love up and got out the flea comb. I combed just around his head and came away with six or more of the little critters. Yeesh.

I had Michael get the Advantage flea treatment. I have one adult dose left and one kitten dose. While Michael held Bailey, I applied the adult dose. Then I combed some more and came away with more little beings.

I slept fairly well. Bailey slept on top of me for part of the night.

I noticed he did not scratch much. Maybe the Advantage has put the fleas on the run. I still cannot believe in that short time outside, Bailey comes home with fleas. Ugh. I will groom him some more today with the flea comb. I will also need to give the carpet another good vacuuming again. I will NOT have uninvited guests in my home!

Anyway, Bailey slept on top of me. This was very strange but he was warm and comforting. What a dear he can be.

I did get up when I received a text from the Amazing Mz. M. She says her day is sunny and warm. The downside, she has lots to do. This is no fun. Today is Sunday and must be spent doing things that make us feel good, rest and relaxation, and reviving the soul in whatever means suits us.

For me, today is going to be shading in the butterfly of my art project. I am going to read some in my new book. I will clean the tub and shower area of the bathroom. This will be the only "work" type item in my day and enjoy Sunday Night Football with Michael.

The hummingbirds are whizzing around the feeder like crazy. I even saw two of the little brown birds this morning going at it. I do not know what their beef was. I cannot tell if it is a couple or boy-boy or girl-girl.

The hummingbird feeder is down to about an inch above the base. I would think by Wednesday I will have to take it down and clean and then fill it up again.

I hate it that money so defines our life. To live anywhere, one needs to pay rent or a mortgage; unless, of course, one wants to be homeless. I did have a moment back last year when we were told we had an apartment that I wanted to stay homeless. There is less to be responsible for such as utilities. Someone else prepared meals for us. We did not have to worry about paper towels or toilet paper. BUT, Michael and I do like having our own roof over our head and not have to share with anyone unless we want to.
I think this money thing is also giving me thought to what it is I want in my life. I know I want less. All this clutter is driving me mad. But, it is so hard to release my fingers around my stuff. I am seeing that some of what I have I shall give as gifts. This makes me feel good. There is a lot of stuff that just needs to be thrown out. Just get rid of it. And, there is a lot of stuff I can donate.

We are making it on less. I know Michael does not like not having his own money. I cannot blame him on that one. I am grateful I have my Social Security. I do not know what we would do if I did not have that.

I have Fred and Boo, my house plants, sitting beside my lap top and I talk to them. I believe they help keep me calm and aid me in my writing. I like looking at them. I breathe on them and I also do some reiki on them as well. I want them to live well. I wonder if they get enough light here on the dining room table? I like their company.

I have begun reading "Taltos" by Anne Rice. I am having a slow time getting into it. I have noticed this with other books I have read. I wonder why this is. Maybe, I will have to read all the books I have by Rice and maybe purchase the ones I do not have yet. I would like to have all the books she has written. I do not care about the books she has written under pseudonym other than I would check them out that the library to read.

Ha, I have learned how to spell a new word: Pseudonym. Noun. A fictitious name, especially one assumed by an author; a pen name.

mz. em

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Currently reading:
-- "Taltos" - Anne Rice
-- "The Daily Book of Art/356 readings that teach, inspire & entertain" - day 27
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