I am on the phone with the City of Lawrence. For odor or taste problems with my water I should press five--I'm on hold. Our cat, Meow, just jumped on the kitchen table. Ryan, wearing a black tank top and white paint pants, is performing surgery on the near-death plant. Meow has walked over to the window. He is staring at the dead cicada skeleton attached to the screen. A little child is mumbling in a high register. I can press zero at anytime during this call. Meow is now sitting on my purse. He just got scared by the loud noise of Ryan setting the plant next to the window.

This was the most boring part of today. Earlier Ryan found a dead mouse. I looked up solutions on the internet. She was brave.