No Time For Grass To Grow Underneath My Feet

When checking with the credit bureaus about my possible data breach, they recommended I contact the credit card issuer directly. So I tracked down the phone number and called yesterday morning. After shuffling through a couple of people, I got to their fraud department where they double-checked on their side, finding nothing under my identification parameters. She said it might have been a typo or misinformation from someone trying to set up an account that had already been caught and eliminated. I'll keep my eyes open, but it looks like this identity theft problem may be quite minor. Yippee! 

I'm totally celebrating the fact that this ID theft turned into
nothing. Of course, my portcullis is still raised, the moat
monsters are still prowling, and I'm not giving up on the
archers stations at the top of my castle walls. 

Today is a busy, busy day. On Monday, DH disassembled my soldering bench - a behemoth of metal with a thick fire-proof top that he inherited from his Dad. It probably dates from the 1950's. Nothing short of a direct nuclear hit will harm this bench. But we need to move it from the shop into the breezeway, and we would like to cut down 10"-12" of depth before reassembling it. That has forced DH into researching "cutting steel". Fortunately he has a angle grinder that I purchased for him several years ago, so he's set on tools. We'll try and get the bench loaded into the truck and brought back to the house tomorrow. He'll work on more disassembly at the shop today. 

Renaissance Festival begins the weekend of the 17th. That's
only ten days away! It allows me one more weekend of
true work at home before I'll be cramming cleaning into
my short after-work hours and folding it into my already
filled Wednesdays. Tick tock! 

In the meantime, I'm running around, doing the shopping and my laundry, and I also have nine boxes of books staged and waiting to be packed into Minion for a trip to Half-Priced Books. Although Sharon's room is looking better, the clock is ticking down and my Sundays to work on the house are also disappearing fast with Renaissance Fest starting on the weekend of the 17th. Ack! So much still to do. But we're forging ahead and hoping for the best. 

On the recommendation of a friend, I've been using Mr Clean Magic
Erasers for my bathroom cleaning. It's been working really well,
although it still requires some elbow grease on my part. I'm pretty
impressed by the results I'm getting with these. 

It's currently 4:54 am, I've showered and scrubbed more of the shower down (it's always a task since I'm only in this shower 1-2 times a week, using the shower at the YMCA after my daily workouts). The first load of laundry is finished washing. Unfortunately, it will take more than an hour to dry and get folded, and I don't have an hour to spare right now. So I have it waiting for when I get home after Physical Therapy. I can do a quick dry and get another load washed between PT and leaving to buy groceries. Welcome to my life - LOLOL. 

I'm totally feeling like the White Rabbit right now - running late
even though I don't have a set schedule. Time keeps moving
away from me and my days are starting to contract. 

Here's hoping you have a really wonderful and accomplished Wednesday. I know I'll certainly deserve my beer or ale when I settle down later this afternoon for my weekly catch-up convo with Aearwen. I'm starting to feel like the White Rabbit - always running late!