Monday - Windy, cold and snowy
F woke me up this morning, but I fell back asleep quite easily. I woke up again when my alarm went off. I went downstairs, came back upstairs and put the news on, along with the heater and the water pot.
I stayed awake until a bit after nine and then I fell asleep again. Oh no. I woke up around ten when my alarm went off. I got dressed and then on with my day. I decided not to to do laundry, but later on, changed my mind and did a small load.
I was relaxing in my room upstairs, watching some YouTube when I started smelling something bad. I got worried and went downstairs. The smell got worse as I went downstairs and the kitchen looked rather smoky. I knew what had happened. K had tried to make herself toast in the fish grill. Unfortunately, she had wandered off somewhere and the toast had caught on fire and turned into charcoal. Our stove turns itself off when things like that happen, so it wasn’t on anymore, but the bread still had red spots in it. I took a couple of pictures of the stove and the bread. I grabbed it with a pair of chopsticks, ran it under the tap for a few seconds and then disposed of it.
Where was K? I have no idea. I thought maybe she was in the toilet, but nope. I think she must have forgotten about it and gone back to bed.
I cleaned a bit of the stove off, took out the fish grill rack and drawer and washed them. The stove top was still quite burned looking. I sent F the pictures I took just so he’d know what happened.
I turned on the fan in the kitchen and left it going all day, but the smell never actually left the room.
I went back upstairs after I had cleaned up as much as I could. Later on, I went down and grabbed my lunch. K was still nowhere to be seen.
I was eating lunch upstairs when I heard a cheerful, “Hello”. I screamed! I don’t know why I was so tense. F Popped in for a minute and then left again.
I watched the first episode of season one of The Walking Dead. It was an excellent episode, if a little violent. Okay, a lot violent.
After the news and a documentary on NHK, I went downstairs to make dinner. I was quite busy. I washed some blueberries for dessert, and then cleaned and cut up some radishes. F arrived around then and we had a nice reunion. F had words with his mother about the toast situation, but she didn’t even remember doing it. Sigh.
I did the rest of dinner and a while later served it. Tonight we had orange chicken courtesy of Costco, Brussels Sprouts, salad, and miso soup. F and K had rice too. After the meal we had some blueberries with Greek yogurt. Yum. The meal was good.
As usual, I got to do all the clean up afterwards. It took a while, but I listened to a podcast so it didn’t seem bad. I did a bit more cleaning on the burn mark and got it a bit cleaner.
I came upstairs and a little while later so did F. We had a quiet evening in. I watched Blindspot and then went downstairs and took a shower.
And, that is about it for my day. It was a bit scary in the middle, and I couldn’t yell at K about it. It would be a bit like yelling at a dog five hours after she chewed your shoe. She doesn’t remember it, you have to catch her in the act. I am a bit worried about this though as it seems that she may not be as there mentally as we hope.
Come back later if you like and hear all about my Tuesday. Until tomorrow….
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