Well, it's not going to kill you

Tenant Time aka Battling my Inner Demons

Yes I admit I have nasty in my soul.  I'm counting down the days until I can issue a 3 day notice to one of our tenants.  The very thought of it gives me unbridled pleasure.

Normally I'm able to keep the nasty tucked in it's tidy spot in my brain but not for this tenant.  She grows increasingly bizarre by the day.  She leaves her children alone while she works.  They don't go to school because she's homeschooling time with some "Christian" program, so they're locked in the house all day because she's convinced that some one is going to kidnap them.  Yes way out here in the middle of nowhere some evil person is going to pop up and snatch the kids without any of the rest of us knowing.

 I put Christian in quotes because she's about as far from Christian as one can get.  Also I get really riled up when people teach their kids garbage such as Darwin's Theory of Evolution doesn't really exist.

Her current missive charges me with perjury because I supposedly didn't post her LAST 3 day notice in a conspicuious place.  Excuse me, I'm not the one who served you.  This time I have bright pink paper and having whoever serves her plaster it on the front door.  Just so I don't seem quite so evil the other tenants are vying for the chance to be the one to serve her.

It also seems that we are cruel and heartless because we expect her to pay her rent like the rest of the tenants.  I politely (I swear) replied that we're not running a charity and pointed out that she still owes us money for her propane bill and my car but we weren't pushing her precisely because we knew she didn't have a lot of money.  Let me take this opportunity to say she's on Section 8 housing and doesn't even pay the full amount of rent.

So the inner demons are almost getting the best of me.  cackle, cackle, cackle

His master's voice ... HA

Colin and I have been going to dog school, they really should call it people school but I  imagine that might confuse people.  The basic premise of dog school is the trainer trains you to train your dog.  All very nice in theory, not so much in practice.  At least in our case.

Colin takes of when he manages to escape without getting leashed up, it's just a given.  However the last few days I've been able to stop him by loudly saying UH UH.  He would come back.  Imagine my surprise.

Today was another matter.  He Houdini dogged out when I went to garden then came back shortly.  I left him loose because I was right there I figured he might enjoy browsing in the blackberry bushes with me.  He did, until one of the cats showed up.  Sophie gave him her usual look of disdain and everything was fine.  Next up was Emme who can decide if she's afraid of Colin or not.  Much hissing ensued followed by much chasing and me yelling UH UH!  At one point he turned and looked at me like you must be kidding this is way too much fun for me to stop.

Yes his master's voice, when he feels like it.

A perfect day

Yesterday was the appointed day for my 5 year celebration.  After days of rain and cold yesterday was stunning.  Beautiful, warm and sunny - how lucky can one be?

There were a few pitfalls along the way in the morning, eggs that wouldn't peel and I overcooked the asparagus so no prosciutto wrapped asparagus but no one missed it.

We had good food, good wine and WONDERFUL company.  My Mom, sister Jan and cousin Pat drove up from the South Bay which was an unexpected please as Jan is driving to Chico today to move my niece Marissa into her first apartment.

I feel so blessed to have so many people take time from their lives to help me celebrate mine.  Even Dr. Sanity was here as was only appropriate for without her I might not have a life.

Now is the time to thank all of you who've been with me on this journey as well,  it's been a treasure to share my thoughts with all of my friends inside the computer.

Now on to a new and improved life, leaving cancer in the dust were it belongs.

Ever had one of those nights?

No, not one of THOSE nights one of these nights.

It's 12:30 and your heading off to bed only to discover the bedroom floor is flooded.  Yes completely flooded by the faulty toilet that your husband left running for God only knows how long.  No wonder I kept thinking it was raining!

You drag every towel out of the linen closet to sop up the mess that includes a dead mouse from under the bed, thank you Ted, Sophie or Emme, then transport the dripping towels sans mouse to the shower because they can't all fit in the washing machine at once.

You can't help thinking what the downstairs carpet must be like but it's really to late to worry about it now as this has happened before.  There used to be a pool table (plastic covered thank God) to catch the runaway water but no such luck because we weren't using it we sold it.  So wet carpet downstairs.  Let's hope it has a chance to dry before the party on Saturday.

And for your extra added pleasure after the mess is mopped up one of the cats decides to vomit on the bathroom counter.  It is now 1:27. 

One of those nights. 

5 YEARS!!!!!!

Today is the 5th anniversary of my diagnosis.  I'm ALIVE.

Massive and misery meet allergy

Allergy meet M&M.  Massive allergy misery is what I've been going through for the last 7 days.  At least today my nose is not running off my face but I have developed a sweet petite cough that feels like it's trying to rip out my throat.

2 antihistamines, 1 decongestant, eyedrops, 1 inhaler, OTC cough medicine and I sound like a frog, to be more accurate a frog that someone is trying to strangle.

It's Spring it's beautiful, the roses are blooming the trees are sporting new leaves and it's all trying to kill me.  This is the worst attack I've had in years it makes me long fondly for the steroids I took during chemo - best allergy year I've ever had.

I finally gave up today and spent the day in the bedroom where we have a room air filter.  That gave me some measure of relief and now I can breathe through my nose again... sort of.

Fellow suffers I can relate to your plight.

 

Oh yea, Osama bin Laden is still dead.