Lughnasa Labor Day Moon
Rigel broke her thumb and dislocated the digit next to it on her left paw. She has a cast and a medi-paw over the cast to protect it. She stumps around like a one-eyed pirate captain, whacking the floor as she goes. How did she do it? No idea. Kep has furred out again, looking like an Akita about twice his real size. Over to Award-Winning Pet Grooming in Bailey on Monday. No kidding. That’s the name. Vet recommended it.
That generator I’ve written about so often? Still not installed and this time it’s the electrician who pulled out. He claimed his crew’s work on El Rancho, an Evergreen remodel, had overwhelmed him. Feeling a bit snakebit on this one. So, sigh. Find another electrician. The amount of work for the trades up here in the mountains is so high that smaller jobs get pushed off the calendar.
On Monday Ikea delivered the last of the bookshelves, five more of the tall ones. This time I took out the tape measure and measured the remaining piles of books, divided the total inches by the length of a bookshelf. Needed five to cover what’s on the floor. With the black walnut shelving on the shorter bookcases these birch veneer units will snap to attention. Jon’s also producing a custom top for what he calls my art cart, resin over a basin filled with various smaller pieces of wood. Not gonna make Labor Day for the finish up here, but the result will be worth the wait.