Well – with my tomcat taking the biggest, sloppiest, stinkiest dump the world’s ever seen – the boy’s back to normal. I don’t think the house will ever completely get rid of the smell. Hmmmm… wonder if I can mask it with something – a barrel full of chemical waste possibly – so I can sell the house and buy one without the lingering aroma of catshit. Hmmmm.
Second good news – this morning I did not wake up with a bloody splinter sticking out of my heel as I did yesterday. 😀 (what the heck did I get up to in my sleep?)
Thirdly, I can move again without being in agony with the help of painkillers. 😀
And last but not least… *drumroll* Drrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I got a working microwave. Yes, as in actually working, not just sitting there like a giant beast, mocking me on the kitchen counter. Ok, so it’s not the best microwave in the world. Truth to be told it’s a little shit. Truth to be told, compared to my old one when it was working, it’s very shitty indeed. It’s about a third of the weight, and a third of the size (is this what a normal microwave is like?), but it cost less than a tenth of what my old one did. It looks tiny. Lost in the corner on the counter where the big beast used to sit.
It works. This makes it a million times better than my old microwave. And, I got the one I wanted. Not one with a billion buttons that looks like it could fly into space. I got one with two knobs on. My goldfish could figure out how to use it. I love it. I love that it works and I love that the first thing I did was to throw out the manual (what’s the point!).
What my new working microwave looks like. Picture nabbed online for “educational purposes”.