D.O.P.-T. (day before yesterday)

Quite a miserable week at work. It's been hot; the air conditioner is woefully inadequate since its freon leaked and was switched for the non-CFC refrigerant now required, and the addition of a mini-fridge at the clerk end of the store hasn't helped; and I arrived on Wednesday night after my weekend to discover 8 boxes of newly delivered merchandise blocking customer access to a whole section of the store, so of course I set about labelling up the stuff and putting it out for sale ... and I wound up continuing with that task (and relabelling stuff done wrong by co-workers, gahh) for 4 of the five nights, doing at least 5 of the boxes, and not getting any breaks till the last night of my week, Sunday. So I have been sweating like a pig all night. And having some trouble sleeping in the heat after all that overheating. For added fun times, the housemate was away almost all weekend. The dogs and I managed, but that meant two short walkies each day in the heat. (I kept them short for the dogs' sakes.) And I'm sneezing from some allergy or other. And I had a dental appointment on the Saturday. Ugh. I intend to have a selfish and non-productive weekend. If necessary I will hose off the dishes in the backyard and have nothing but icecream for dinner. (Except that we have yet to do the week's grocery run. Arghhh.)

D.O.P.-T. (yesterday)

The pale long-haired calico cat has been lounging in the vegetation beside the driveway, probably because it's a cool and shady spot. I offered her a friendly hand but she fled. Last night I came out that way ready to be driven to work (the bus schedule on Sundays is impossible) and she fled ahead of me - only the housemate rounded the back end of the car at that moment, on her way to the driver's seat. So the cat did a 90-degree turn and threw herself under the car. The housemate exclaimed that that was an unwise choice. So she turned around again and took a flying leap over the geraniums at the end of the driveway. Poor kitty.

D.O.P.-T.

The door was banging again last night. I came out of work into the cool morning to see the hills both east and west standing out clearly, with a line of clouds filling the valley between Mount Hamilton and the foothills below it, sunlit tendrils of cloud above; and very light rain falling.