I love my mornings

[miladycarol]

I'm the first one to rise. The house is silent. It's just me and the birds at the bird feeder. I turn on my iPod and I listen to science or history podcasts while I clean the kitchen, drink water and prepare breakfast. Then I sit quietly with myself while I eat. It's just me and whatever I choose to do in those moments. I might get on the laptop, or read a book or do a crossword. It's my personal time. Occasionally, it's my personal time with a puppy, but usually it's just me.

When I hear G and the puppies rise, I know my day begins in earnest. This morning, I was getting dressed in the bathroom when I heard a huge crash. I ran out to find G amidst a shower of ceiling fan paddles, the wind chime hanging from the light fixture rattling wildly and the light broken. There goes the peace and sanctity of the morning. *rolls eyes*

I'm thinking a trip to Home Depot or Jerry's will occur later this morning. My Great Australian Folke Hero has strength beyond reason to have broken the paddle off the ceiling fan at the metal arm. Rar! Don't mess with G! As karjack says, "He's Chinese and Australian. He could kill you twice before you knew you were dead." Here I only thought she was joking. *shudder* I'll make it a point to keep on his good side.

My biggest regret: I just just poured a pot of my favourite tea for myself to prepare for my receipt entering. One simply must brace oneself with tea for such tasks. *grin* Poor tea. Poor cold tea.

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[newroticgirl.livejournal.com]

Yikes!!

I remember one night back when I lived with my grandmother... I don't think I was asleep yet, but it was late at night. I heard a HUGE crash and went running downstairs. It seems her light fixture in the bathroom (a kinda heavy frosted glass thing, it was really pretty!) decided it didn't want to be attached to the ceiling anymore. Glass EVERYWHERE. My grandmother corralled the dogs into her bedroom while I cleaned it all up. What a mess. Ugh!

[miladycarol.livejournal.com]

Well, that sounds tragic. This was far less of a deal. No broken glass. Just a downed paddle and G looking horrified. Actually, despite the extra expense and the additional work for me on the Honey-Do list, it was a comical moment. I heard the sound of chaos, ran to investigate, decided no one was hurt and there was no imminent danger, then I laughed. Really, what else can one do? Poor, poor Australian Folke Hero. *snicker*

[thoughtsbykat.livejournal.com]

Is G alright? How did that happen?

Your morning ritual sounds lovely.

[miladycarol.livejournal.com]

Outside of being shocked, appalled and incredibly horrified amidst the clatter and dust (my housekeeping above 5' is less than prompt) while trying to maintain composure on his business call (he was on the phone at the time), he's fine. When he got off the phone he was all over the place with apologies. He's cute. Despite the mess he creates for me (rarely), I think I'll keep him.

He was on the phone and the headset cord was tangled, or something. I think he stretched the phone up to fix the wire and punched the fan blade.

Humorous update: Our house mate came out to make his lunch and noticed the table shoved to the side and my step ladder in the middle of the floor and asked immediately what Aldina (the Maltese puppy who happens, by some cruel quirk of fate, to lack stature above 12" and opposable thumbs) had done this time.

Aldina Marie: voted Most Convenient Scapegoat of the New Millennium. Feel free to use her yourself. Her reach is vast. She somehow manages to cause chaos thousands of miles away from where she is. It's a talent. *grin* That's her in the icon.

[karinablack.livejournal.com]

Oh no!!! That's ...really random.

Hope it fixes quickly enough for you to regain routine.

[miladycarol.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I fixed it the same afternoon. No problem. I didn't even have to replace the whole unit. *phew* I just bought new brackets, removed all the blades and old brackets, cleaned them and fixed them to the new brackets then remounted them on the fan base. It works great and everything looks shiny and clean up there. I usually just let the dust accumulate until it is warm outside and I'm thinking of turning the fans on. *blush*

This morning I had my quiet. All is well with the world. *grin*

[karinablack.livejournal.com]

Oh is that ALL!? Jeez that is Work. You are so handy! G is a lucky, lucky man ;)

[miladycarol.livejournal.com]

Well, I G cleaned the paddles, since he birthed the need to focus my attention, but it wasn't too much effort. Caulking the tub... now that is something I've been putting off for months. Argh. THAT's work. The ceiling fan took just over an hour if I count the trip to the store.

Thank you for the compliment, though. I enjoy doing tactile things. All the work for our companies that I do on the computer seems so incorporeal and vague. I'm an "in the flesh" girl.