Thursday, October 18, 2007

Home improvement

Today is Thursday. Cindy and I drove to Lowe's this morning on my way to dropping her off at school. She bought the wood flooring for the living room/dining room and Jarred and I will pick it up in his truck at lunch time. I hope this stuff is not so unwieldy that I cannot manage it myself tonight. The mess around the house waiting for all of this stuff to be finished has really driven me to the point where I wish it was over with. This is that normal point in the home improvement game where you wish you had paid someone to do it for you.

Yesterday, a cat was found in the storage room at the office. Apparently momma cat had climbed into the building to find a quiet place to have her kitten(s). Now I wonder if there are any other kittens in the walls. The kitten which looked like a cross between a Siamese and a Tabby went home with one of the support personell. It was grey with background stripes and dark ears. Pretty cute, all in all. Patti said that she would take it home to care for it with all the rest of her cats and try to give them away when they were old enough. She is a glutton for punishment. Its bad enough having to deal with Tex all the time.

I had set up an appointment to meet with a representative from the Wachovia bank this morning and so far he has not shown up. Now, I am waiting for 12:00 to roll around so I can meet Jarred at Lowe's to pick up the flooring.

I am supposed to meet with someone for an out of town closing (the old 'witness-only' closing) outside of Barnesville. I was supposed to meet with him at 11:30 but we had to push it back to 1:00 for his schedule and mine. I will need to go to the clerk's office to get some information for the legal description. This is one of those little things that becomes more trouble than it is worth.

The Forgotton English entry for today refers to doctors and the failure of prestige and financial independence that doctors suffered in the old days. The entry refers to an add placed in a London newpaper back in the nineteenth century, where a family was advertising for a "doctor, surgeon, apothecary and man-midwife" The doctor had to act occasionally as a butler, dress hair and wigs and preach sermons on Sundays.

I don't know many doctors who would be willing to take on all of those roles for anyone. I am not real sure that there are any doctors these days that I would trust with all of those duties. I'll have to ask Dr. Robert Hall about that.

I am tired and sore today. I am sure that next Monday will arrive without much relief. Quite the opposite. I will need a doctor/apothecary/butler/preacher by Sunday afternoon. Where to look.

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