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Roused by the dog...
Natalie called earlier in the day to say her flight plans had been changed - I'm not entire sure I understand how that could happen without her having to pay some kind of steep penalty, unless the airline is at fault, but I digress... So, she says, she's arriving about... well... now, as it turns out.
Fortunately, her old roommate was available to pick her up at IAH, so barring any delays or anything, they ought to be pulling in the driveway in no less than 30 minutes or so.
Yippee!
* * * The scales I use for myself are pretty accurate and display weight in increments of tenths of a pound. I found out this morning, when I went to weigh the dog, that they require some minimum weight on the unit to provide a reading (the dog didn't exceed the minimum). So, I used the oldest trick in the book: I weighed myself with the dog and without the dog, and subtracted.
Shiloh weighs 7.4 pounds.
Today's sim ended a little early, so I was able to get home a bit sooner than I expected. The dog had managed to get out of its pen (a good sign, in a way, but not my desired result) and had been wandering around the house. I put the dog back into the pen after shoring up the walls, ate some dinner (12 oz. of soup and 1.5 oz of cheese), and went to sleep, hoping to catch at least 2-1/2, and maybe even 5 hours of sleep.
I came awake to the sound of someone moving around in the bedroom. "Natalie," I thought to myself, with my eyes still closed and mind not entirely focused.
"Wait! She's not supposed to be here until later," was my next reaction. I sprang out of bed, to find Shiloh rummaging in the laundry basket.
As an architect, I'm a pretty good electrical engineer.
Time to freshen up and do some last-minute cleaning. I've just under two hours to when I have to leave for my next sim.
Cheers...
Fortunately, her old roommate was available to pick her up at IAH, so barring any delays or anything, they ought to be pulling in the driveway in no less than 30 minutes or so.
Yippee!
Shiloh weighs 7.4 pounds.
Today's sim ended a little early, so I was able to get home a bit sooner than I expected. The dog had managed to get out of its pen (a good sign, in a way, but not my desired result) and had been wandering around the house. I put the dog back into the pen after shoring up the walls, ate some dinner (12 oz. of soup and 1.5 oz of cheese), and went to sleep, hoping to catch at least 2-1/2, and maybe even 5 hours of sleep.
I came awake to the sound of someone moving around in the bedroom. "Natalie," I thought to myself, with my eyes still closed and mind not entirely focused.
"Wait! She's not supposed to be here until later," was my next reaction. I sprang out of bed, to find Shiloh rummaging in the laundry basket.
As an architect, I'm a pretty good electrical engineer.
Time to freshen up and do some last-minute cleaning. I've just under two hours to when I have to leave for my next sim.
Cheers...
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