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First day back at work! If we get any more kids, they’ll have to hire another teacher, but in the meantime, I have the whole grade to myself! Bwahahaaaaaugh! So, we have a new principal, three new teachers, one new aide and I have to move rooms. Luckily, my co-teacher is the queen of organized get-things-donedness and she has busted all manner of humps to get it finished already.

Meanwhile, I did a Strange Magic fic for today, then realized I hadn’t linked to some of the others ones. There’s a Mad Max one, a Pacific Rim one, and another Mad Max one that I forgot to link up. It may only matter to me, but I like to be able to find all my little ficcies every now and then.

Tomorrow, we schedule home visits. God helps us all.

Alas, poor mouse didn't make it. I found his crumpled body, and that of one of his friends on my pile of clean towels. They both had their heads so I suspect the boy. I named them Yorick and Horatio and gave them a back porch funeral. (Picked them up with a paper towel and flung them off the porch into the back yard)

But I did get a Pacific Rim fix written over at 31_days. So it wasn't all dead mice and Shakespeare.

Kittycat is still hanging in there. She is about finished with this batch of antibiotics. There is maybe half a dose left in the bottle and the little lady is going to have it. Her staggers and wobbles were all gone the first day which is a relief, but her blood work is still all crazed and she might still need insulin. We shall see. As it is, she snores so loudly, I thought there was an intruder in the house. Yeesh.

I have made myself another writing challenge. It is much like the last one, but this time, I'm going to try to go the whole month, writing a chapter a day, based on May's prompts over at 31_days. Here goes.

Meanwhile, the first month of the diet is over and I've only cheated a little bit with stuff that is technically allowed. I've learned that Walden Farms peanut butter tastes like the grease used to lube the machine that actually makes peanut butter. Maybe I can doctor it up enough to suit me.

You know those Schticky rolly things they sell on tv? I got one at Walmart awhile back and it works great. I have cats and with cats you will have shed hair, clawed cardboard from their scratcher, scattered kibble, and today, the clipped off barbs off fish hooks. It's great for getting up those.

I live in an old house, and one of the previous owners left a weird tangle of wire and three-pronged fish hooks hanging on a hook in the back room of the basement. I don't fish, especially for anything I need a three-pronged hook for, and I really didn't have a better place for it, so I just left it there. That was two years ago.

I usually keep the back room in the basement closed, because it's the back room in the basement and that's where anything creepy will manifest if it happens. It got damp in there over the winter though and was smelling musty, so around Christmas time, I left the door open to let it air out. So, about three months ago.

Today, I was getting a load of laundry when I heard a crash and a commotion from the basement. You never want to hear a commotion from the basement when you live alone in an old house and you know the back room of the basement has been left open. But, then I heard this soft yowling and I relaxed. The crazy cat was up to something. So I got the rest of the laundry and started down. The yowling got louder and more frantic and it was coming from the dark recesses of the back room in the basement.

I was there with a laundry basket on my hip thinking, ok, this is how the creepy thing gets me. I go into the dark to find my kitty and instead there is something horrible imitating his meows to lure me in to the back room from which I will never emerge again. But I went anyway. He's my baby. I raised him on an eyedropper when I found him and sisters in a box on the side of the road. And I had a whole basket of dirty clothes to protect me.

I venture in, turn on the light, and look around. I can't see him, but I can hear him. It's a small room so there's only so many places he could be. And then I see him, hanging onto the back wall, trying to clamber up because somehow he is dangling from the fishhook wire and one of those three-pronged hooks is right through his face. I probably screamed, but I don't remember.

So I grabbed him and lifted him to keep the strain off and he got himself all tangled in wire. I got him upstairs and ruined a pair of shears cutting through the wire so that it was only one hook we had to deal with. I knew I didn't have anything that would cut through the fish hook, so I scampered across to my neighbor's house to ask to borrow some wire cutters. He lent me some and I wrapped the cat in a blanket to keep from getting clawed, pinned him down, pushed the hook through until I could reach the barb, clipped it off in two tries, and then pulled the whole hook off. Phew.

Then, I held him down again for some hydrogen peroxide. I'll call the vet on Monday to see what else I need to do. Do cats get tetanus? I don't even know.

But! that still left me with a patch of floor covered in hair, claw marks, and the clipped off barbs of fishhooks. With the Schticky, I was able to roll them all up and then check to be sure I had them all so I wouldn't find them by accident one barefoot day. They were all there so I picked them off and threw them away, and rinsed off the Schticky so it would be ready for another adventure. Seriously, that thing works great. I wonder if they make wire cutters.

Long story short: Cat. Fish hooks in the face. I went from
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and the hooks are now safely away. Also I got Phase 9 up. Just two more to go!

Phase 6 is up, which means I am halfway finished! I also start the Ideal Protein diet tomorrow. Again. Turns out there is price to eating the free school lunch.

But, I think this might be the last snow day of this school year. After this, I'll have to pray for floods and power outages when I don't want to get out of bed in the morning.

Phase 4 is up. And it might actually snow again tonight? My poor geraniums aren't ever going to get moved back outside at this rate. If it's gonna though, I hope it goes all out.

Had a fanfic idea and maybe I'll pull it off and maybe I won't. We'll see. Phase 1 is posted here. Meanwhile, it is still deliciously gorgeous outside. I'm trying to find someone around here that wants to go out and do something because if I have to stay indoors, it's going to be with all the windows wide open and the Legend soundtrack blaring.

(I know it's dangerous to be out in the world with headphones on too loud, but once on a wood path, I played Legend songs and ran through the woods and if I had been throwing glitter in the air as I went, it would've been perfect.)

It was glorious. Robots vs monsters and no whining teenagers with personality problems (and while there was a few daddy issues, they were background issues instead of character attributes) to get in the way of robot vs monster battles.

And I can usually take or leave 3D, but this was really good. And they found a fantastic little actress in baby Mako. That poor child's distress was palpable. Also, best jaeger name has to be Coyote Tango.

Plus Ron Perlman! How can you not love Ron Perlman??