I have the flu. Fever, aches, all of it.
But I did get the chance to read Candy Girl (Amazon link to right) by Diablo Cody, the writer of Juno. I adored Juno (who didn’t?), and I loved this book. She really IS a good girl who chose to walk on the dark side. For fun. While being a copy-editor. Strong writing (if a bit self-conscious), funny as hell.
And I discovered the source of The Smell in the living room — Willie has taken to peeing on Clara’s couch. Good goddamn. While I’m washing everything right now (just what you want to do while you have a fever), I hold little hope for a cure. Once you’re marked, you’re marked. I see that couch out on the street, in the Big Trash Pick Up. Which is fine, because it really was ridiculous that Clara had her own couch. We won’t go into that. And we can make it into a nice little spot, two wingback chairs maybe? A nice reading/knitting spot?
But the irritation. The worry that this is the start of something worse. He uses the litterbox, yes. Loves the litterbox. There are three of them in the house, and they’re all clean, and he uses them all regularly. He just likes to piddle on fabric things, for fun, it appears. I will NOT have my house smell like cat piss (yes, using Nature’s Miracle, and it’s never been THAT much of a miracle).
Only I’m too sick to REALLY care. Just wait till tomorrow.
But because you’ve been so nice to listen to whinge, a photo or two from a better day:
At Hearst Castle last week, in the library. The doors reminded me of spinning wheels.
And us, in front of the GORGEOUS water. I’ve lived along the coast all my life, and I’ve rarely seen it look like this:
And we saw baby elephant seals.
And I’m vacuuming right now (thanks, Roomba!).
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