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March 26, 1997
Working at the cat shelter is just not the same without Juliette. I didn't have to fend off any unprovoked attacks!
Abner and Brian have both been adopted so I didn't get to witness anymore of Brian's absurd submission to Abner. We have new orange tabby named Ziggy who is very affectionate. Also a new Cindy who is a golden brown color and very loving. Animal control brought her in and she probably has people who are missing her.
Joanie goes around eating everyone else's food until she's bloated and still she keeps eating. She sneaked into Charlie's cage and ate all his food. I saw him crouched by the side of his cage twitching his tail so I looked to see what was wrong. Joanie had basically moved in and made herself at home. I lured her out with the promise of more food and then refilled Charlie's dish. I hated to lock Charlie in his cage but it was the only way to keep Joanie out long enough for him to eat.
I took a nap when I got home from the cat shelter but I still don't feel rested. I should be studying for another exam in class tonight but instead I'm sorting through towels and underwear to see what I need to buy on my next shopping foray. I still haven't got a towel rack in the downstairs bathroom and without one there is no place to put towels. This would not be a problem if my family were not coming for dinner next week. I can't very well tell them to wash their hands in the kitchen sink or use the upstairs bathroom when there's a perfectly good bathroom right off the kitchen. This is just one of the little elements of the infamous renovation that never got finished. I keep meaning to write an account of the infamous incomplete renovation and the book phobic homophobic painter who worked on it but somehow I never get to it. I never met a bookphobe before. I've met people who were anti-intellectual or deconstructionist or illiterate but this guy was afraid of books - not to mention dykes (yes, I have met homophobes just not bookphobes...). I'll add this to my list of topics for writing practice and maybe I'll get somewhere with it. Meanwhile, I have got to at least put a temporary towel rack in the bathroom and fix a few other loose ends before the family comes over.
Instead of studying oceanography I cleaned out the linen closet. This was mostly motivated by the belief that I couldn't possibly have run out of clean towels. Surely I have more towels than this. Wrong! I really do have this few towels. I reorganized the linen closet to put things I don't use frequently on the top shelf, which I can't reach without a step ladder. I put my snorkeling gear up there too just because it'll be a while before I need it and once summer comes I can keep it in the kitchen or the downstairs bathroom or something. (This place has the fewest closets of any condo on earth.)
Sheets and towels are now on separate shelves. Shop rags and other such items have their own little space too.
Oddest of all, on the top shelf I found a hair dryer. I last saw it in 1978. I purchased it in Joplin, Missouri for $6.95 at Montgomery Ward one time when I was visiting Nikki. This was before the twins were born. I gave up blow drying my hair when I took up serious swimming (which I've since given up) because the frequent blow drying combined with the chlorine was making my hair into a straw mat. I had completely forgotten I ever owned a hair dryer. I didn't try it to see if it still works. Maybe tomorrow.
Oh my word. I think I flunked the test. I couldn't decode the true false questions through my bleary sleep-deprived brain. I swear I know the stuff but I kept drawing blanks. On the way home I realized that one of the questions that I thought said something about carbon monoxide (CO) said carbon dioxide (CO2). Yikes. I'll never get a job as an oceanographer if they think I don't know the difference between CO and CO2! At least I know what H2O is :-)