My mother seems tired of my shed updates so I will write about something else. Hmmm....I don't know, what could be more exciting than my shed? I was talking to a guy at work today who heard that I told someone I was going to live in my shed. He asked if I was kidding. I said maybe someday I would live in my shed. He wanted to know how big it was and I said 120 sqft. He said that when he was a student in Japan he lived in a room that was 4 1/2 tatani mats. That's how they measure them, by tatani mat. We figured out that it was roughly 78 sqft. Now that's small. He didn't have a bathroom though, it was down the hall.
Wait, I said I wasn't going to talk about the shed. Well, in other news, this lovable looking pit bull who belongs to the neighbors has decided that it is fun to play with me. "Playing" involves jumping on me and biting my hands and arms. I am not amused. He leaves scratches and bruises not to mention doggy slobber. The people at work suggested everything from dog biscuits to a shot gun. I went over to the neighbor's house this evening to suggest a little doggy obedience training. They promised they would try to keep him home and that they are working on building an electric fence. They better build it fast because if I feel threatened they won't need a fence. Is it my fault if he eats a poisoned pack rat on my property? I say no.
I don't think my mother will like that topic either. Oh, well, perhaps I'll think of a more cheery post tomorrow.