making the rounds

There is a black cat in our neighbourhood who seems to be trying to adopt us.

We've been seeing paw prints all over the yard and the back patio for a while. Then we came home one evening and were walking from the garage to house when he came running across the street toward us, meowing and meowing. He was acting so glad to see us. Matt bent down to pet him, and he was exuberant about the attention to say the least.

The other night we came home and he was waiting on the steps for us. He ran towards us and it was like he was saying "thank goodness you're home!"

He even tried to come in the house with us, and then ran around to the patio doors and meowed until we went into the bedroom to escape him.

This little guy wears a red collar and looks clean and well fed, so he obviously belongs to someone.

Does he only come to visit us, or is he spreading the love all around the block? The yellow house on Mondays, the brick two-storey on Tuesdays...?

I have such a soft heart, it's difficult not to give in and feed him a snack.

Wiley cat.

done like dinner

Last night I wrote my Applied Statistics final exam.

It was 3 hours long.

My brain still hurts.

But that's it. I'm hopeful that I'll get an A- in this course.

Now I'm done school until I find a university to go to in my next home.

I feel very impatient.

green soon

Ah, the rain has come
to wash the dust from my car
it's cool on my skin

disconnected

I think everyone should have to go without plumbing once in a while. And household appliances, too. Just for a few days.

And camping doesn't count. It has to be in your own house. When you're camping, it's so removed from your everyday existence that it's hard to take insights and lessons home with you.

We've been doing renovations again.

It's been almost 2 weeks since I've had a stove. The fridge is on the patio. We just got a new toilet upstairs yesterday.

It gave me great anxiety to go without running water for a day. It was a hardship to have to go downstairs in the middle of the night to pee. Having all my dishes and canned goods on the living room floor is a pain in the ass.

When I have my house back in order it will feel like such a luxury. It will be a luxury. I forget regularly how much luxury I live with on a daily basis. It's good to remember that I can actually live without a dish washer, or a toaster. It's good to have to think about how much water or electricity are necessary for survival.

The majority of the people on this planet are aware of how much clean water they've used in a day, and how much work they need to do in order to eat, and where their poop goes.

Most of us North Americans act as if we believe that water and electricity magically flow out of the walls, that our homes generate their own heat, and that when we flush the toilet our waste disappears into thin air.

I have been reminded that it's just not true.