Coffee
A bit of coffee left from breakfast. Time for a few key strokes.
When I had the wild hair to work on the living room floor, our trusty little shop vac came up from the basement. Dennis has one just like it in the patio porch. That little machine has huge ability to get whatever you point it at, picked up.
The only downside is the many feet of hose. I make sure I am always on the safe side of the coil.
Yesterday was a good day to use the vac to clean all ports possible of the dryer in the bathroom. That included Dennis taking the hose outside to clear that vent. Poking around the base of the washer got everything that could be gotten with various attachments.
We may not keep this vac on the main floor due to lack of space. That got me going this morning on pulling out the kitchen range. Sweet felt pads. Next was poking around on the refrigerator area. Nope . . . I didn’t do the top . . . as yet.
I will keep poking around with the vac until I no longer hear the squeal of dust bunnies.
Dennis just now came home with one med for me and supposedly one for him. Inside his bag was a bottle of the opioid and two doses of a Narcan. WTF. Dennis amazingly got himself off of the opioid and this is really very disappointing. Dr. Kohn had no business refilling this without a personal request from Dennis. Dennis asks the gals at the drug store via giving our names. They put it in a bag and Denis pays the amount they ask for and he heads home.
Dennis’ so called new provider . . . screwed up again. I called Lewis Drug and explained things and Dennis is now on his way back to Lewis Drug for returns getting his money back.
—–onto our Tuesday.
In the evenings I have been stitching. Finding it very relaxing. More so than putting jigsaw puzzles together. I have also been in the studio from time to time with the Bernina.
We have a gal across the street that is raking today. Too early for me.
With that I take my leave. ♥