Saturday Trail Cam Snaps

 I didn't put the camera out at all this week.  Unfortunately, the sheer size of the files is making my computer drag.  I'm deleting a bunch of stuff today, so it's back to working right again, but egads.  Who would've thought that you could fill up a 120GB harddrive so fast??  Okay, I should've but that's beside the point.

Anyway, I did take some snaps with my trusty ol' Nikon, but they're not happy pics.  Here's the story (as posted to FB yesterday)...

Hubs is out mowing the lawn. I was in the kitchen getting ready to spell him when I heard a sound like a huge balloon popping. I walked into the living room to see WTH it was, when suddenly it sounded like it was raining REALLY hard, and the front window looked like it was awash with water.  I looked at the window harder, because there was no way it could've been raining that hard on the front window, which looks out onto a covered porch.  It wasn't raining and that wasn't a balloon popping.  The lawn mower had chucked a rock into our front picture window and the tempered glass was blossoming into a spiderweb pattern like you wouldn't believe.  Thankfully, it's a double pane and only the outside pane is damaged, so no glass will be falling all over the living room floor.  Unthankfully, the nearest glass places might maybe get someone out here today or next week or on the 24th, and glass being delivered is 2-3 weeks out, if we're lucky.  

Addendum:

Local glass guy made it out already - which puts him way ahead of his competitors - and gave us a quote in no time.  It is not good, but I already got a ballpark from the internet, and it's in the middle there, so it could be worse.  Still, if you want to help out, buy an ebook (or two) or a paperback (or two) to help offset the costs.  Or if you have Kindle Unlimited, you could read a bunch of my books without any extra cost to you, but $$ for me.  I'd really appreciate it.  Thanks.

And now for the pics:

Closer up:

It kinda looks like the stained-glass filter in my image editing software, but it's for-realzies.

And now for the artsy shot...

That one kinda looks like birds... or a shot through an electron-microscope of dermatitis. It's through the glass looking up at the wood ceiling of my porch.  

So, we're dealing with that.  Then I go to move the curtains and the damn rod came apart - easily fixed, but irritating.  Then Hubs is making lunch and the top comes off of the mustard while he's squirting it on his sandwich - messy, but annoying.  Derp.  THEN, after I took those pictures and downloaded them, my computer slowed WAY down and kept giving me the 'not responding' message.  It was not a banner day in the Sanderson household.

I spent a hour deleting photos late last night and I've been at it again this morning, so that's getting fixed, but come on...

And that's me this morning.  I hope your day is awesome and nothing harshes your day.  Peace out.

Sunday Update - Week 10

Well, it was a week.

I got some writing done.  Not nearly as much as I would've wanted to do, but something is better than nothing. 

I got the edits back for Ugly and the Beast.  I had intended to start them yesterday, but...

I spent a fun-filled morning trying to buy stuff before the panic-stricken lunatics left me wiping with washcloths and trying to make my own catfood.  Here is that story:

In the wee hours, I spent some time reading the laments of people across the country of their inabilities to buy basic necessities.  Hubs and I then decided I would go forth into the world.  It was sprinkling when I left.  When I got to Walmart it was raining... remember that for later.  Inside Walmart it was like Florida before a hurricane or up north before a blizzard.  Empty shelves, people desperately trying to acquire their needs while others were bent on hoarding.  I managed to get the things I really needed to weather this panic out - cat food, meat, soups.  Most of the people there were chill, but a little annoyed with the circumstances.  (Apparently Friday's customers were rude and mean.)  As I walked away from the cashier, I said I hoped it wasn't raining as hard as it had been when I arrived.

It was raining harder.  I pulled my coat off and laid it over my groceries so they didn't get soaked.  Cuz, like, I'm drip-dry.  Lucky for me, I had found a close parking spot.  Unlucky for me, I had pulled a muscle in my back about halfway through Wallyworld.  Big fun. 

But I wasn't done.  I decided to drive through the torrential rain to check Dollar General for bottled water and toilet paper.  (The water is for Kira.  She can't drink our hard water anymore.)  So, I make it to DG with the wipers on full blast and small lakes all over the roads.  I left my super wet coat in the car, because hey, I was just running in and running out.  I got TP and water.  Yay! 

Then I went back out to the car.  I reached into my right pants pocket, where I keep my keys.  No keys.  I reached into the left pocket.  No keys.  I looked at my car seats.  No keys.  I loooked high and low, and there they were, hanging from my ignition.  Doors locked?  Yup.  I always lock my car doors. 

Back into the DG I go.  Lucky for me, Hubs has an extra set of keys to my car.  Unlucky for me, he was a half hour away at least and it would take him time to get the old Jeep down there to me.  So, there I am at the DG, soaking wet, cold, and irritated with myself.  I haven't locked my keys in the car in probably 20 years, and never with them hanging out of the ignition.  Stupnagle.  And it's still pouring rain.  Thankfully, the gals at the DG were extremely sweet to me.  One of them offered to give me a cigarette so I wouldn't have to pay the outrageous pack price there.  I paid her for 4 of them because one was not going to do it.  They watched my purchases.  They let me use their bathroom - even though they'd stopped letting customers use their restrooms because, I assume, people have been stealing the TP.  Super nice gals all of them.

Hubs finally arrives after driving through the pouring rain and floody spots.  He unlocks me, puts the water and TP into the car, and off we go for home.  If I don't get at least a cold after this, I'll count myself extremely lucky.  I finally made it home about noon after 3.5 hours of fun.

After that, I didn't really feel like doing much of anything. 

I read stuff this past week.

And I lost a pound somewhere in there.  I haven't weighed myself since the yesterday debacle.  That has to count for another pound, though, right?

That's more than enough out of me for one day.  I hope you're all well and safe and happy out there.  Here's hoping this craziness doesn't last as long as I fear, but I'm stocked up if it does.  If it lasts longer?  :shrug:  We'll deal with that when it comes.

How was your week?