When a stink bomb really bombs

Saturday

I got up before 7:30. I read messages and looked at URU videos to see what I missed last night. I asked Chris for a massage and he complied. Then we each took our shower. I made up more breakfast mix, then made and ate a quick breakfast.

I logged into Zoom for a consultation at noon. It went for more than an hour. He did some energetic thing that resulted in a list of suspected sensitivities. Then he ran some harmonizing frequencies.

I ate some fruit and peeled a dozen eggs that Chris hardboiled for me. Then I put some cleaning stuff together and went to Keli's place. I left a basket and some coffee grounds on her outdoor table. I exchanged greetings with her adult son who was sitting outside. Then I went inside and cleaned the whole place, mopping floors and vacuuming.

Afterward, I went to the post office and talked with Keli who was doing laundry. When I got home, I read for a bit, then washed out all the gopher mounds and opened the stink bomb. It wasn't that bad, sadly. When a stink bomb doesn't stink, it really bombs.

After all the gopher hills were down, I drained the hose and went inside. I read a bit more, then went to Steve's apartment. I vacuumed both rooms, then shampooed one and a half of them. Pushing the shampooer on that low carpet was hard.

When I got home, I put steak and bean soup in a bowl with chopped greens from my tower garden. I put that in the toaster oven and worked on my blog. Chris cooked rice. I ate supper and worked on my blog.

We folded laundry and put it away. I made tea and we watched two episodes of Taxi. Then we dressed the bed with warm sheets. I played through all the Winterfest music. I got back on my computer to check for new messages. I did some tapping videos and got ready for bed.