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I am working to get back to writing every day again. Since I have gotten old, my life has become so boring.

I woke up this morning thinking I was smelling the litter box. I cleaned it and raked the litter around so that it would dry, but it is nearly 5 hrs. later and I can still smell it.

It is a rainy day today. I am waiting for something bad to happen. In the 'Empathetic Fallacy' in Literary Circles bad things usually happen on a dark and gloomy day. One seldom reads about a brutal murder happening on a bright and sunny day. It was 10:00 on a beautiful Spring morning when the child molester was hanged from the branch of a beautiful oak tree full of newly opened leaves in the middle of the town square. The passage might more likely read: It was 10:00 on a dark and stormy night when the child molester was dragged into the slaughterhouse yard and hanged by the neck from a crane used to offload the animals which had come to be killed. Their bodies were old and fragile fit only to be used for glue or hides made into leather for shoes and belts and women's handbags.

The World of Weather

It is quite q task trying to type with a cat lying on the right in front of the keyboard. She is sleeping so peacefully that I hate to wake her to tell her to move. There will be much proofing and editing going on before I am finished.

Between this afternoon and Sunday night Earth will experience the worst geomagnetic storm in 20+ years.There will be all sorts of strange things happening around the world this weekend. There may be auroras in unusual locations around the planet. There may be blackouts and brownouts. The geothermal winds will be blowing wildly in space affecting out planet. Could be interesting to see.

I received a box of cat food and litter on Wednesday. It sat on the table for a couple of days because it was too heavy for me to push along on the carpet and too big for me to put in the basket of my walkers. It is also too cumbersome for me to carry and get to the right place without the walker.

Yesterday I woke up to the smell of a dirty cat box. I cleaned it as soon as I got dressed but I could still smell it. I looked all around the apartment for a gift from Maizie. Molly would never leave that type of prezzie for me. I could find nothing, but I could still smell a dirty cat box.

I had groceries being delivered yesterday and was going to feel very embarrassed fo have the delivery person walk into my home and small cat poop. I have always had a suggestible mind. Finally, about an hour before the delivery was supposed to get here, I opened the box with the litter and took it to the laundry room. I was going to try to dump the litter in the box to change it out for a new clean litter. When I got to the cat box there was no smell to be smelled. I guess I was still smelling it in my mind. I even thought I might have this season's version of COVID with one of the symptoms being a loss of smell. I thought that might have changed to smelling bad stuff all the time. I was wrong.