Looking forward to the weekend

 I had an interesting time attempting to get on a Zoom meeting for this condominium board meeting which written notice said was at 6 PM while email stated 6:30 PM. We convened at the later time minus the representative from the cable company who wanted to speak about a ten-year contract. He left rather than waiting and after an hour of plodding at which our board only made it through a small portion of a very long list, I gave up and got on with Mercy's and my evening meal.

Our association finances remain very short due to an insurance problem and borrowing from the reserves which we must pay back by the end of the summer. More will be revealed once the state statutes are checked. Dollar signs flashed before my eyes.

After a very late night, I'm betting the eyes will clamp shut before the head hits the pillow. The little girl, who is normally a whirling dervish at night, has already gone into the arms of Morpheus.

Sweet dreams!

Hello and Meow

 The little girl and I have been busy.  Taxes were due and will need to be amended thanks to a late and corrected 1099 sent out after my original return was submitted. My bathroom ceiling remains to be dealt with despite previous assurances and there is always housework. The weather has been great, not too hot and it has been lovely to get out for a roll around the neighborhood.

Yesterday was laundry, grocery and catch up day. All bills are paid and Mercy and I have enjoyed naps, cuddles and added play time. She is still a little fire cracker though an affectionate one. The same friend who found Mercy has also found, vaxed and neutered an orange and white tabby dubbed Marcello. I thought about taking the boy in but really don't want the disruption of two cats adjusting or not in a small space with limited doors. Mercy is happy and doing well. That should be enough. With my friends' network in the animal world, I am sure Marcello will find a good home.

Currently I am enjoying a book entitled The Runaway Quilt by Jennifer Chiaverini. She is a prolific writer of historical fiction and this novel combines elements of history, genealogy and the folk art of quilting with interesting characters. With many southern slave owners in my tree as well as lines of pacifist and abolitionist Quakers, I see parts of Chiaverini's novel having been lived among my ancestors.

On a side note, my DNA sample was mailed in mid February but does not yet appear to have reached its destination. I suspect the post office since other mail also went missing or was not delivered after being mailed from there in early January. It does not take two months for a piece of mail to travel between my location and the end point. The mail in early January was earmarked for New Mexico. New Jersey, Alabama and Florida. None reached the intended recipient and one lived five minutes from me in the same zip code. I wasted four hours of my life attempting to contact USPS to no avail. With regard to my sample, I would be notified of its arrival and priority processing, neither of which has happened. The cousin who sent me the kit sent a kit to another person who now has DNA results. These were sent from Kentucky, so I suspect my local branch is the problem point.

What is happening in your corner of the world?