I started with napping. I can never get back to sleep when I’ve been woken and usually I get up when Ian gets to work, packing his breakfast of yogurt, banana, & granola bar and settling in to work at the computer. But today I thought I would give sleep a try, especially since I found sleep entirely unattainable as this weekend’s heat wave – Berlin’s last minute attempt at summer – continued into the night. I was mostly unsuccessful, but I closed my eyes and listened to Simpson’s season 13 commentary and learned many an interesting thing about one of the greatest animated shows ever.
Giving up on sleep, I got to other kinds of work. I repaired the button on my favorite pair of flats that I have carried – broken – through all of our flats. I re-sewed the polizei patch onto my bag. I made sun brewed ice tea. I broke a glass. I cleaned it up. I chopped up cauliflower & onion to slowcook and use for taco salads tonight & a pasta dish later this week. I watered the vegetables. I opened the balcony door. I organized a kitchen cupboard. I fought the wind trying to slam the balcony door. Getting hungry, I heated up meatballs & tomato sauce for lunch and put on Love Actually (review under movies). Organized gads of photos. Then on to write two pieces for personal endeavors (plus this) that I have been putting off. And we still haven't bought a washing machine so I washed some clothes in a tub cuz we’re classy like that. I wrote this stuff down so I could feel like I accomplished something. I knew that when Ian got home & asked what I'd been doing all day my mind would draw a blank and I'd say something like, "Nothing".
The buns are currently tearing up the kitchen in their free range area of trash houses. What is a trash house, I hear you say? We’ve learned that bunnies like to dig, and chew and hop to high places. A perfect solution for these possibly problematic behaviors is offering the bunnies things we would usually throw away, like cardboard boxes, toilet paper rolls, and newspaper. They chew, they dig at it, they live in it. Trash house. Works for all of us.
We were nervous about the introduction of the bun huns, but it mostly went really well. We set up a neutral space in the bathroom and then let them meet. Schmidty was only interested in the space. He literally hopped over her to look around. Then began the humping. She submitted immediately, but Schmidty kept at it to show her who is the boss. They really do seem to be getting along pretty well. She's a little uncomfortable as all of this is new, but Schmidty looks the happiest we’ve ever seen him. And he can look pretty hippty hoppty happy.