Good morning or whatever part of the day is for you. Today is Friday, June 19, 2015. The temperature is 60.8°F and the humidity is 88% at 4:28 a.m. PST (-8 GMT). Weather Underground shows sustained winds at 0 mph with gusts of 0 mph. It was clear when stuck my head out. I finally saw some stars, but couldn’t pick out any constellations. I saw what must have been plane flying fast and very high. I thought at first it might have been a satellite, but for those you need the reflected light of the sun and that’s a ways away yet. Weather Underground is predicting a 0% chance of precipitation and a high of 89° (“nearly the same as yesterday”) today.
We went to Mr. Siduri’s old work yesterday to take care of some paperwork with the pension fund being dissolved. Since we’re married now, I have to sign, I guess, that he has my permission to do whatever he wants with his money. But seriously, I can see why they make people do that in case the cash out comes up in a divorce settlement. While we were there, a couple of people had questions on procedure for Mr. Siduri. The old boss pulled into the parking lot as we were pulling out. He also had a question for Mr. Siduri on procedure.
I left them a loaf of pumpkin bread.
As we were driving home, Mr. Siduri told me that one of the people told him the company had missed a payroll by a couple of days. That, coupled with the dissolution of the pension plan is really not good for the long term survival of the company.
I’m trying an experiment with cleaning the kitchen floor. Soak a towel you don’t care much about with ammonia and let it lie undisturbed for 30 minutes, then pick it up and move it to the next section, wiping the section that had been soaked with a clean mop and water. So far, it doesn’t seem to have done anything put bring tears to my eyes. I’ve got the kitchen windows open. It smells like kitty piddle in there. I wanted to do this now while Mr. Siduri is still asleep, working on the dirtier high-traffic areas so I wouldn’t have to chase him off the floor.
Also on the agenda is to look for markets for my short story “Dirt.” The big problem is that it is awfully long. And each time I try to cut it, it gets longer. Maybe if I try to add to it—
Off to write another day—
Thanks for reading. Hope you and yours are all well and happy. Hope the day brings you good things.
1. Spend an hour with Siegfried
2. Finish and post Hardy Boys no. 2
3. Read for an hour.
©2015 Denise Longrie
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wolfgirl569 wrote on June 19, 2015, 10:25 AM
Good luck on the floor cleaning. I have never tried anything like that. I use vinegar and water in my mop bucket. Makes the house smell like pickles.
msiduri wrote on June 19, 2015, 11:15 AM
I'll take pickles over kitty piddle any day! It didn't turn out as well as I'd hope. There's something going on as the towels are sticky to the touch, but the floor doesn't seem all that much cleaner. I finally broke down and poured floor stripper on the worst parts. That helped, but the floor still isn't clean. And I hate using the stripper.
Carmelanirel wrote on June 19, 2015, 8:34 PM
Yum, I love pumpkin bread and as for your short story, maybe you can write a novella instead.
msiduri wrote on June 19, 2015, 10:18 PM
Oh, I hope not... On the other hand, all I have to do it to try to keep shortening it.1
Carmelanirel wrote on June 21, 2015, 5:21 PM
You wouldn't want to write a novella? Why not?
msiduri wrote on June 21, 2015, 5:52 PM
Nothing against novellas. Just the story is long. I just don't feel like drawing out any longer. And I think all that can be said has is said in the text.