Cat and mouse
Late Sunday night, I was doing some computerizing. Our computer arrangement is functional, but it's less than ideal. It's set up in such a way that Duncan and I were playing tug-o-war with the mouse through a small hole in the desk. I couldn't actually see him, though, so when the tugging stopped, I figured he'd moved on to more interesting things. A short while later, I moved the mouse, but the cursor didn't respond and when I gave the mouse a tug, there was little resistance. Okay, there was no resistance and I pulled a chewed-off cord through the hole!
Duncan is fine. We've had a fair number of critters through the years, and none have ever done anything like this! Thankfully, I had a spare mouse; it's wireless, which we like, but so very jumpy that's it's been relegated to back-up status. You position the cursor right where you want it, you're about to click, and it takes a sudden leap of about 3 inches to the left; Mdd hates it for games. DH, of course, is going to try to splice the severed one. I will be adding "mouse" to my shopping list.
I just bought some yarn -- just now, as I signed on to Typepad. They have that cool list of updated blogs and photo albums and I spotted an album called, Wendolene's Clearance Sale on Gromit Knits! There's other stuff, too, really cool stuff -- go see (but the sage green Mission Falls Cotton is mine!).
I made a little progress on Ai's Goldie sweater. Only a few rows to go before I'll be joining the pocket flap to the rest of the front and then it might be picture worthy! I thought about Opptuna all day yesterday... I'm hoping to start again today.
The last time I smoked in my car was yesterday morning. I felt a little panicky this morning, at about the spot that I'd normally light up the last of my on-the-way cigarettes, so I opened the window -- wide -- and got a good, kinda cold, fresh air blast!
I'm very thankful for two changes in the marketplace that will, I think, help me remain quit. One is that cigarettes are no longer displayed and available at the end of an aisle at the grocery store. I didn't have the will, and maybe still don't, the last time I quit to keep my hand from reaching out and throwing a pack into the cart with the bananas. Too damn easy. I'm also thankful for the pay-at-the-pump option at most gas stations. While I prefer to pay for my gas in cash, it's also the #1 place that I buy cigarettes. I'll be paying at the pump for a while.
This morning, on my way out the door, I told DH that tomorrow is the day I'll be buying The Pill... oops, little slip there... I mean, The Patch. The Patch!!