I'm pretty sure the mold index is 5000 because I seem to arrive back in the house sneezing with a runny nose every time. I'm buying stock in Kleenex.
One of my urgent problems is the huge stack of stuff I received with my embroidery machine can only reside on the sewing room floor. There isn't room for anything. Stuff like the four table lamps need to go.
Thinking a quick trip to Home Depot might assuage (oooh a big word ... where did THAT come from?) my inclination to keep unloading and possibly hurt myself, I decided to drive to town. My faithful old pickup truck started right up and ran like a champ.
Although I had measured my space, all that went right out the window when I saw the shelves. They only had one white one left, so I not-so-gracefully loaded it up. These things are HEAVY!! Once home I began the construction project. I have to give it up to ClosetMaid. Every numbered instruction said to make sure the painted side was out. I didn't make even ONE mistake!!
Although I should have used my drill to install those twelve screws, it came together nicely, whereupon I discovered it's not wide enough. It looked a LOT bigger on the shelf above my head at the store. My plan was to get two, but in fact, I need three more for a total of four. Won't THOSE be fun to put together!!
Jonathan settled right in and began his (her) nesting routine the second the wheels of the motorhome stopped. Did I ever mention how destructive and messy parrots are? Once inside, he talked up a storm, making an even bigger mess of the cage in the house. He kittied kittied so much he had both dogs howling up a storm. What a zoo THAT was, compounded by my hammering on the shelves.
One thing birds have is amazing eyesight. I suppose that helps to keep them alive in the jungle. Around here however, it keeps Jonathan supplied with goodies. I can walk around with a sandwich and I never hear a peep out of him. Walk to the couch with a cracker and Hello Jonathannnnn instantly comes out of his beak. It's even worse if it happens to be a peanut butter cookie. What a beggar this guy is!!!
Dinner was a disaster. I never thought I would be tired of grilled cheese sandwiches, but that's about all I've had in the last week. I found one half dead potato and cooked it with the remaining sausage. It was so dry I added some frozen peas. Pretty sad, but it got me by the first night.
At the bottom of my rig freezer I found a small bag of stew meat. YAY ... something NEW!! I filled the bag with everything I could find in the fridge to marinate it to tasty deliciousness, thinking I would serve it over some of the instant rice I found in a box WAY in the back of my cupboard.
Let me be the first to say stew meat should only be used to make stew. I figured to brown it in my cast iron skillet, then let it simmer for an hour or so. It smelled wonderful! I cooked the slightly stale instant rice and topped it with the beautifully browned meat. Now for a taste test!!
It might have been edible if it was chewable. That meat was like trying to chew up the soles of my boots. Good GRIEF!!! I cut it into even smaller pieces. If I didn't have great teeth, I'm sure they would have all fallen out. Tough as NAILS describes it just right. It definitely WAS good for my diet since I only ate about three small pieces. I think a trip to the grocery store today would be a good thing. Maybe I'll stop by Lowes and see if they have any more shelving while I'm at it.