Yesterday, I went with my neighbor to his mom’s pool for they day. He brought his puppies along too and since the breed is a water-dog, we decided to take them in the pool and see if they would enjoy a swim. The male took to it pretty well and was fairly calm – though when given a chance he would always swim for the steps out of the pool. The female didn’t like it as much, though she did like the treats she got for swimming and being a “good girl”. It was fun, though I got a little sunburned on my shoulders.
I still haven’t turned on my AC yet. It’s partly because I want to save energy, partly to save money, and mostly because I’m stubborn and I want to see how long I can hold out. Open windows and fans have generally been enough and a cold shower before I go to bed is enough to let me go to sleep. The heat really doesn’t bother me much – I figure that if it’s summer time, it’s going to be hot out. But guests to my home do not share that philosophy and they are uncomfortable. So, I’ll give way in a few days and turn it on – though I’ll still keep it warmer than most places with air.
Finally, an observation about observation. I’ve long prided myself on being aware of my surroundings and paying attention to details. I make connections, find lost things, and keep people from stepping out into traffic.
However, my observational skills failed me recently – or rather, I noticed recently how they had failed me months ago. I have a door in my house that separates the first and second floors. It’s got 12 glass panels and the former owners had a curtain on it that I’ve never done anything with. I did notice that one of the upper panes was cracked, but in the months that I’ve lived there, I never noticed that 2 of the lower panels are just flat out missing. As in, they’ve been gone since before I moved in. I only noticed them when I was running the sweeper and went to rest my hand on the door for balance while I switched out the attachment.
How in the world did I miss the fact that these were missing? It’s not like the rest of the panes are ultra-super clean. They are below eye level, but still.
Not sure how I’m going to come back from this – maybe I need to find a nice big haystack and go needle-searching.