buzz. buzz.

tired of being a slug, i ironed every stitch of clothing i took on the trip.  i have a closet full of clean and ready to wear clothes.  life is good.

and i vacuumed.  i have a dyson 'animal'.  just for kicks, i emptied the canister before starting.  by the time i was done, it was half full of cat hair and litter.  i might even have heard it mew.

i ran some errands, did the hand wash.  i am clean!!!  and then because the beard/bbw is coming tomorrow and will try and fix my errant toilet, i decided since i had finally  purchased 100 watt bulbs, i would 86 the 60w i had temporarily stuck in the bathroom so he could see what he was doing.  balancing with one foot on the side of the tub and one foot on the toilet, i removed the old bulb and stuck in a new one. poof.  the bulb popped.  down off my aerie, i grabbed another 100w bulb.  nada.  zilch.  somehow i blew the light fixture.  no bueno. but the house is 28 years old and apparently is angry at me for going on vacay and not taking it with me.  monday, i call an electrician to fix it and add motion detectors to the front of the house.

grateful i have a house with electricity.