Amelioration

"About that unprovoked and vicious attack... "

"Whatever."

"I was excited... and... "

"Just relax."

"'N'kay."





No energy at all today. Bit of a rough night, especially for D. We are already getting smothered with tree pollen. I dug not at all this weekend. Just as well, the yard waste bin is full. I sprayed acetic acid on the weeds in the driveway, and took both cats out in turn. After Eleanor came in, she sniffed Moby, then bopped him, then went into a full on attack, which I stopped by growling. She slunk off. Not ten minutes later, they are sharing a sunbeam. Nothing like a common enemy.



I declared a fiat, since we have an Occasional Tyranny in this house. We used to declare someone Movie Dictator when looking for videos in shops (like they used to have.) To keep the time spent deciding to less than the time spent watching the movie. My fiat goes, "We are not touching the lamp until Wednesday."

Neither of us capable of the physical nor intellectual process of doing this correctly without breaking something, so, no matter how much we want it done, it ain't happening. I have Spoken. This helps, because without a Declaration, we would tend to talk ourselves into it, and get in trouble. We discussed it first, of course. But when it seemed like we were going to go against our better judgement, I Declared. We want this done well, and may never have to do it again in our lives, waiting a few days is only sensible.

We do take turns, although no one counts who was Tyrant last. Our most frequent edicts involve dinner, or when to stop working on a project.

Tonight, drugs for all the humans, hot showers/baths, massages and anything else to ameliorate our distresses. Likely another overstuffed week, because the following week is surgeon conferences, and a thin schedule for us. Given that there isn't a holiday until May, this stands in.