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A very "interesting" day...
Jan. 13th, 2003 09:28 pmSasha seems to have grown a new personality after her most recent episode. She is underfoot all the time (in fact, I find the efficiency with which she manages to do this to be nothing short of amazing). As I sat here a few minutes ago, translating, she sat in front of my desk, looked me in the eye, whined, and then put her front paws on the table top to emphasize her point (whatever that may have been). She has never done this before.
Nor has she ever kept Galina awake for most of the night, as she did last night. This put a major kink in Galina's plan to get out on the road to Houston at an early hour. When I left for the store this morning, Galina was settling back into bed to catch a few more winks. I came back with her van (emptied of the stuff she bought in Farmington yesterday) around 9:30. Eventually, she got under way and left around 11 am. I ended up staying at the store until about 4:30, at which point I went home, cooked dinner, and started translating.
I finished translating a few minutes ago.
There was one interruption while I was hard at work: another phone call. I swear, there must be something in the air: this is the third call where the theme was, "Hey, sleepyhead! There are mountainous opportunities out there for sharp guys like you, if only you'd move away from Pagosa Springs and join the rest of us out here in Civilization."
I fell for that once. The next time, if there is one, it'll be shame on me.
Sasha continues to whine, but nothing I do seems to satisfy her. She is fed. She is watered. She has been let outside more times than I care to comment on (each time doing only a thorough sniff of most of the snow around here... she saves her toilet activities for until after she comes back inside... yech).
It seems that as long as I am busy, I don't have to think about the fact that I am alone in the house (no big deal, in and of itself, but still...). Now that I am pretty much through for the day, I'm beginning to feel the cold... and the loneliness.
I think I shall go upstairs and see what the idiot tube has to offer.
Cheers...
Nor has she ever kept Galina awake for most of the night, as she did last night. This put a major kink in Galina's plan to get out on the road to Houston at an early hour. When I left for the store this morning, Galina was settling back into bed to catch a few more winks. I came back with her van (emptied of the stuff she bought in Farmington yesterday) around 9:30. Eventually, she got under way and left around 11 am. I ended up staying at the store until about 4:30, at which point I went home, cooked dinner, and started translating.
I finished translating a few minutes ago.
There was one interruption while I was hard at work: another phone call. I swear, there must be something in the air: this is the third call where the theme was, "Hey, sleepyhead! There are mountainous opportunities out there for sharp guys like you, if only you'd move away from Pagosa Springs and join the rest of us out here in Civilization."
I fell for that once. The next time, if there is one, it'll be shame on me.
Sasha continues to whine, but nothing I do seems to satisfy her. She is fed. She is watered. She has been let outside more times than I care to comment on (each time doing only a thorough sniff of most of the snow around here... she saves her toilet activities for until after she comes back inside... yech).
It seems that as long as I am busy, I don't have to think about the fact that I am alone in the house (no big deal, in and of itself, but still...). Now that I am pretty much through for the day, I'm beginning to feel the cold... and the loneliness.
I think I shall go upstairs and see what the idiot tube has to offer.
Cheers...
