My mother called me 2 nights ago after we had had the fallout about the dogs/Prince. I wasn't near the phone and didn't know it had rung, much less a message left on it. I listened to the message and listened to my mother asking me if she wants me to pick up some RV antifreeze, acting as if the confrontation on the phone on Sunday had never happened. She hoped for a reply by 8:00 the next morning, or Tuesday. I called her at around 7:30 am and wondered how this conversation was going to go. Awkward, at best, yet her thing about the dogs never came up.
I didn't say anything about it, it was a short conversation and that was that.\
Went to church small group last night. Nice little service, but by the time 7:30 hits, I'm starting to yawn, getting tired and dreaming of bed.
I have not yet replied to my ex-pastor's who sent me the letter last week. I did write a reply to them but have yet to send it. Sort of sitting on it and pondering.
Going to another survey thing today. 30 minutes for 30 dollars. It's 5 miles away, if it were far away I wouldn't have agreed to it. But what the heck, 30 bucks is 30 bucks.
Umm, there's more but I have to leave soon for the taste testing thing. It's been raining here, a good thing except - my fish are dying off. I think I finally figured out what's going on. The exterminator came and last time flooded the property. I am guessing the rain is washing that poison right into the pond. It's one of a few possible answers. That or the neighbor wars are coming into my back yard and pouring poison into the ponds, but if that were true, one would think they would all die all at once. I'm leaning towards the idea of the exterminator, especially consider the amount of poison that was dumped in there last time.
Anyway, outta here.
