Life is not all bad

Well, I knew there had to be a reason why I stayed home today, right? A few minutes ago, I heard a loud vehicle noise, and looked out to see a fire truck parked in front of my house. Odd, I thought. I have no fire currently burning in my home. 

Shortly thereafter my doorbell rang. I opened the door to find not one, not two, but three firemen on my porch. "Oh my, are you strippers?"  I asked, "Is it my birthday?"  No, it is not even my birthday.

But they weren't strippers. They are real firemen and they were here to check if my smoke detectors were operational. Confession, they weren't. I admitted immediately that they were indeed not operational, as they have a tendency to go off for no reason. (And I am afraid they will go off when I am away and this noise will torture the cats for an extended period of time. So that is why I disconnected them, but there was no way I was going to admit that to the three nice firemen.)

So they checked the smoke detectors and put new batteries in them and reinstalled them for me. What could I say? I know it is for the best. Then they prepared to leave and one said "Do I issue a fine ("une contravention") to this lady ("cette madame")? I said "Oh No" and they all laughed and said it was a joke and firemen don't issue fines.  Well, ha ha, aren't you gentlemen amusing?

Thank you, gammy leg!

Still on the couch

It's Day 4 of immobilization. That is an exaggeration. I am mobile, just not motivated enough to face public transit and a whole day at work without being able to elevate or ice the old gammy leg. So today is a vacation day.

Still have Indian food to finish!  Busy, busy.

My Life as an Invalid

I am now on my third full day of invalidity (invalidness?) Time enough to reflect on the good and bad sides of being stuck at home with a bum leg.

Pros:
1. Guilt-free eating. As Miss Frugal I can never justify ordering in food for myself alone, but when one is incapacitated, the sky's the limit. Pizza on Friday and Indian last night, with plenty of leftovers, meaning more pizza yesterday and tonight and more Indian today and tomorrow.
2. Guilt-free sleeping. When you basically can't move, why get up? Other than to feed the felines and use the facilities, there's no reason to get up before 10. So this has been three nights in a row of 9 or 10 hours sleep. It has been heavenly. The heavenly healing power of rest.
3. Time to read an actual book!

Cons:
1. Pain.
2. Pain.
3. Discomfort.

More Tips from the Poors

Here are other ways to save $$ according to the very helpful article on Savings Tips from Poor People.

2. Go to your local Dollar Store!
3. Check grocery flyers for special deals!
4. Consider public transportation or a bike! (Cars are expensive.)
5. Get a library card!

This article is truly ground-breaking.

Couch Net Surfing

I am on the couch with an ice-pack on my twisted knee, and I expect to be here for the next few days, so, hurray for the universe, there is likely to be a surge in boredom-based blogging. Like I may catch up on a whole year's worth of neglected blogging just for something to do. And there's just so much to complain about, I hardly know where to start...

The obvious place to begin is with our Provincial government's latest foray into blatant, racist foolishness but that will put me in a bad mood, so I am going to skip to something small and silly.  Sympatico has one of their lame articles up today entitled How to Learn Savings Tips from Poor People" (I paraphrase). Anyway Tip No. 1 is....don't buy bottled water. Really? In fact all 10 of their Poor People-inspired tips are things I do everyday. So have I been a closet poor all along? Don't buy bottled water because at $1.50 a bottle, that costs a lot over the course of a year. Who knew? Only the poors, apparently.