Celebration!

 Me, squealing.

Austin: Are you all right?

Me: A miracle has happened. I have lost three pounds.

Austin: Let’s celebrate.

Me: Want to get ice cream?

A Sign

 A sign of how tired I am.

I needed a nice long bath. I turned the knob on and went to put my hair up. I worried that the water would burn my foot off, so I dunked my toe in to test the water.

JESUS! That was cold. I darted across the room. 

I emptied the tub, distressed that the water was cold. I turned on the other knob and it too was cold. Why wouldn’t it be?

I went to Austin. He had taken a shower that morning.

Me: The water was fine when you took a shower, right?

Austin: Yeah. Maybe I used up all the hot water.

Me: Our hot water tank is only two years old. 

Austin: And that was several hours ago. It should have refilled.

Time went by. Austin made dinner. I decided to see if the water in the kitchen sink was cold. Nope, it was hot. 

Damn, that meant there was a problem with the upstairs shower. I’d switched the faucet to bath, so maybe something had rusted and broken, cutting off the hot water line. But it was getting late and I had work in the morning. I wouldn’t have time to get into the panelling and look at the plumbing till the weekend.

I sat on the ledge, a strange thought creeping into my brain as I stared at the corroded knobs.

I turned the knob at the left. (I had previously turned the one at the right.)

Jesus, I turned on the wrong knob. After a minute, the water was hot, just like it always is when you turn on the knob with a corroded H on it.

Sunday

 In Ohio, EST, it’s 8:52 a.m. Austin has weekends off and he is enjoying sleeping in. Especially after the adventures we had canoeing yesterday. 

However, in 8 minutes, our cat Guppy is going to start yowling. 

Guppy wants milk froth. Austin has trained her that when he makes his morning cup of coffee, that she should have a little of the milk froth he puts in his mug. She loves it. And Austin starts work at 9:00 each day. So in 8 minutes, when he’s not out of bed, Guppy will remind him that it is time for him to give her milk froth.

And when he grumbles and slouches past me, I will remind him that he trained her to do this.

Because he thought it was cute.

Spaghetti

 Making a good spaghetti sauce takes hours. When I started this morning, I sent Austin this picture, because I thought it looked really good. However, Austin sent me back a scream emoji.

Later, Austin: wow, it smells good in here.

Me: I’m surprised you think so. What with the scream emoji.

Austin: what did you expect? The picture you sent me looked like vegetables and mice chopped up in a blender.

We’ll see if I share.

Priorities

 Austin and I are taking a couple of mini-vacas in August.

Me: X is busy August fourth through the seventh. She’s also house sitting for another friend August eleventh through the fourteenth.

Austin: Well, you need to tell X that she needs to recognize who her real friends are.

Me, picking up my phone to text X.

Austin: Don’t tell her I said that.

Waxing

 Austin: X likes waxing so much. I’m thinking of making the switch.

Me, a little shocked, but then I roll my eyes: X is a masochist.

Austin: I’m married to you, so I am too.

Blind

 I have retinitis pigmentosa. I’ve known my whole life, but I was told that it was a mild form and I wouldn’t go blind. Well, at my last visit with the ophthalmologist, he said that the vision in my eye was so bad, that there was a danger of retinal tearing, that I might in fact go blind, at least in one eye.

Our dog Sarah is blind and she isn’t bothered by it, but she’s a dog.

Me: I won’t be able to drive anymore. I won’t be able to go to the grocery store by myself on the weekdays like I like. We’d have to go together.

Austin: Nah, I’d go alone. Unless I can put you on a leash and drag you around the way we do with Sarah.