Old person's trip

Ondreeeewwww, can we get a mat for the kitchen floor.

No Kosov, and you spend little time on the kitchen floor. Phyllis asked you to ask me, and the answer is no. Mats for old people like me are trip hazards. 

Ok Ondreeewww, I understand.

Also Kosov, do not put bags on the floor at the end of the bench that I could trip over as I walk past. That's an old person trip hazard. 

There has been a lot of joking about what may or may not be old person trip hazards.

Nevertheless, trip hazards a real thing for people my age.

But the newest member of the household has become a serious old person trip hazard. Jass loves to lie in the main walkway between the living area and the bedrooms, like right in the middle. 

As Marcellous mentioned, longer haired cats have a lot of hair, and I've found it floats around and can be found everywhere. This is extra work for me. Soon after Jass arrived, the vacuum cleaner started to fail, so I had to replace the battery, and fast. Ka-ching!

The a/c installation went without a problem. They weren't the best tradies at cleaning up, but not bad. I am happy. Big ka-ching. Jass was locked in with Kesav in their bedroom. There was an attempt at some lamp rearranging, but today I said it needed to return to how is was. While I was out, Kosov sorted it, but there was a spider on the interior part of the aircon! "Kosov, that will scare visitors and they won't return. Ah Kosov, this is your anti social disorder coming to the fore. You want to scare people away." I told him the spider must disappear by the time I return from holidays. 

The harvest moon was big, and it isn't a good photo. 

A dagger sits upon the top of this book.

Phyllis, do you intend stabbing someone in self defence? No Andrew, it is for opening boxes at work. I worry about them being out and about at night, just like a father would, except they are grown men. 

It's been a stressful week, with thinking about the forthcoming holiday, having to present all building remote controls to the building manager. There are six, with five here and Sister has one. It had to be checked. Fortunately Sister came and went here numerous times a couple of weeks ago, and the building manager could see that she had used the remote on one night I told him she visited. 

By viewing the security cameras, it was established a homeless looking person vandalised the intercom screen outside the building, with four stab marks on  the screen. I am doubtful. It seems more like an act by someone who was not allowed to enter the building, a crime of passion and/or anger. 

My Friend in Japan who is no longer in Japan but back in Melbourne volunteered at The Royal Melbourne Show over the past couple of weeks. She posted online some gorgeous photos of the farm animals and other creatures at the show. 

Today I will begin packing. Folding up shirts to pack into a suitcase makes my back hurt, so I will pace myself. I will remember underwear and socks this time. For a couple of weeks away, I thought I would need the larger suitcase, but a fortnight away as against a week away, just means a few more shirts and socks and underwear. I can manage with the small suitcase, that can travel as cabin baggage, rather than checked in luggage that has to be retrieved from the carousel upon arrival at you destination.

I may have time to publish a Sunday Selections and a Monday Mural, but otherwise, see you all soon.