Sanctuary in Every day scata

8:49 pm

I’m dog sitting for the new guy today. I think I’ll call him Single Guy.

Not sure if I already told of him. I posted about the pet sitting, and he asked how much for me to clean. Told him, then came out to meet him. Now, I always have my taser with me when I meet new people when I’m alone. When Pam isn’t working, I ask her to go with me. Can’t be too safe.

Anyhow, I cleaned for him, then he asked me to dog sit. Maybe he wanted to see how I was with his doggo. I know I’d be like that.

I was supposed to clean for him earlier this week, but decided it was silly seeing I’m here this weekend.

I gotta tell ya, and I know this sounds sexist, but for a single guy, he’s pretty neat. The kitchen is clean, the bathroom isn’t bad… actually the whole house (the livable part) is just dusty and needs the floors done. That’s just about it. He’s on the schedule for every two weeks. It’ll probably take me an hour, hour and a half tops to keep it clean if he really loves like this. I charge a two hour minimum, though.

But, he has no deadbolts on the doors, and that freaks me out. So I brought my knife, and got the taser out of the Blazer. I tested it and the fucker is dead. I need to remember to charge it weekly. Grr.

This is when I wish I wasn’t afraid to handle a gun. Feh.

And he doesn’t have internet! Who doesn’t have internet anymore??? It’s really sad how I’m addicted to it. Really sad.

So I brought my coloring stuff with me. I’m working on copying a comic book cover. Not sure how true the colors will be. I work under halogen spotlights at home. We’ll see. I hope I don’t end up ripping it up like I keep doing when I try to color. I’m too much of a perfectionist.

Ugh. Great. Lost the remote.

See ya.