Nothing interesting happened on Saturday except more cleaning. This is especially the blogging the whole day. I would go into each blog entry and modify the font size to number two from font size of ten points with font style of Georgia. I would also change the font style colors to span styles colors for each poems entered. Then I modified the categories by removing redundancy and applied those under general rants and rave. I’ve created categories for nature and ‘Pete’ under poems.
From morning until midmorning, the time spent was cleaning out the old parakeet cage and the contents. Yeyo, the female lutino, had to be separated from the three boys because she would quiver nonstop the whole day. This has been gradually worse for the better part of this year and more so after the passing of Fat Budge last month. The boys simply would not stop feeding her and doing what naturally happens when there is only one female.
She went in the smaller cage and the boys moved into there original black cage with smaller wires for their tiny feet. The larger cage was dark green in color and the wires were a few millimeters to wide for them to grasp. So the cleaning went well and I soaped and hosed down the old cage to be stored in the garage. The smaller cages from the past stored inside this large cage. The evening wore one as ‘Shiva-Paw’ and ‘Kali-Maw’ attended mass.
At that time I had decided to wash my car with ‘Shiva-Paw’ usually claiming the rain would come the following day. Today is Sunday and the sky is deep blue with sylphs floating around nearby our house as was yesterday only not as much as on Sunday. So cleaning the car took another thirty minutes of my time. Soaping was done twice with each of the four section of the car being hosed down after each soaping. The drying was easy since the winds sped up the drying more.
The pale gardeners came out and left in the red truck during my car washing session. They seem thin and didn’t seem like gardeners who are usually of deeper shade. But I didn’t pay too much attention and glared at each one as I would always do with strangers. I’ve glared at other stupid vehicles in their black trucks with shiny wheels, black sedans with shiny wheels and other sedans with noisy speakers befit the mentalities of high school graduates.
The last clean up was me as I took a much needed shower to remove the heat from my ‘flu-like’ symptoms and the sweat from cleaning earlier that day. I still the running nose with the post nasal drips that allowed for the gagging spells of coughing. And my head and ears continue to fill up with pressure. I wonder why this is happening to me since I do not normally eat other people’s food or expose my immunity to likes anyone else. My boogers are clear so that means I’m not infected.
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