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Nov. 1st, 2019 02:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesThis is me not staying in bed until Saturday. I did ignore the existence of Halloween last night, though, because HSDM went mildly overboard with it and I was DONE by 3:30.
Sometime earlier this week, the estate planning lawyer I had filled out a bunch of forms for last year called, because I had fallen off their radar and they'd like to get me off their list. So I talked to him again today, and I get to go sign my will and living will and pet trust on December 3, after I get done with my annual physical. I might as well get all the Responsible Adult stuff done at the same time, and it won't hurt to do it before I run off to Bonaire (although the legal documents are going to cost me another $1000. But what's another $1000 on top of pet insurance ($1100) and dive trip ($2600 so far, without gear rental) and vet bill ($whoknows) in October and November anyway?).
In light of the above expenditures, I managed not to buy $100 worth of cookbooks on Wednesday night. I really wanted to, though. I need inspiration if I'm going to stop eating noodles. I eat way too many noodles, because noodles are both cheap and uncomplicated. Memo to cookbook authors, however: cilantro is disgusting, so stop making it a major component of every other savory recipe in the book. I can cope with "garnish with cilantro" because then I just won't, but when the dish has three main flavors and cilantro is one of them, that pretty much ruins it, and I can't always use parsley instead (cucumber salad with sesame and parsley just sounds odd). If I ran the universe, things would be different, that's all.
I think Snip had a 36-hour internal complaint of some sort, which is better as of today. But for the last two days she didn't want to be touched aft of her ears, and she got up for meals and ate them, but wasn't as enthusiastic about them. As of this morning, she's much better; she woke me up at 6:00 to be scritched, and she was hollering for breakfast from the kitchen when I got out of the shower. Much better. Last night she got insistent about cheese, too, so she was probably starting to feel better then. And the sun has been out for most of the day, so hopefully she's charged up her solar cells and will be better until the next time we don't see the sun for a week.
Sometime earlier this week, the estate planning lawyer I had filled out a bunch of forms for last year called, because I had fallen off their radar and they'd like to get me off their list. So I talked to him again today, and I get to go sign my will and living will and pet trust on December 3, after I get done with my annual physical. I might as well get all the Responsible Adult stuff done at the same time, and it won't hurt to do it before I run off to Bonaire (although the legal documents are going to cost me another $1000. But what's another $1000 on top of pet insurance ($1100) and dive trip ($2600 so far, without gear rental) and vet bill ($whoknows) in October and November anyway?).
In light of the above expenditures, I managed not to buy $100 worth of cookbooks on Wednesday night. I really wanted to, though. I need inspiration if I'm going to stop eating noodles. I eat way too many noodles, because noodles are both cheap and uncomplicated. Memo to cookbook authors, however: cilantro is disgusting, so stop making it a major component of every other savory recipe in the book. I can cope with "garnish with cilantro" because then I just won't, but when the dish has three main flavors and cilantro is one of them, that pretty much ruins it, and I can't always use parsley instead (cucumber salad with sesame and parsley just sounds odd). If I ran the universe, things would be different, that's all.
I think Snip had a 36-hour internal complaint of some sort, which is better as of today. But for the last two days she didn't want to be touched aft of her ears, and she got up for meals and ate them, but wasn't as enthusiastic about them. As of this morning, she's much better; she woke me up at 6:00 to be scritched, and she was hollering for breakfast from the kitchen when I got out of the shower. Much better. Last night she got insistent about cheese, too, so she was probably starting to feel better then. And the sun has been out for most of the day, so hopefully she's charged up her solar cells and will be better until the next time we don't see the sun for a week.
