fucking entropy

the front stairs of my house are falling apart. well, actually, the whole porch is slowly falling off the front of the house, but specifically, the first step has fallen apart today.

of course, tonight it's going to snow, so proper repairs (re-setting the bricks with new mortar) isn't going to happen since i'd like the mortar to cure some time. as in ever.

so i kludged together a temporary fix -- pulled up the offendingly loose bricks and nailed a board to the cinder blocks with masonry nails and then nailed a couple of other boards to that to bring it up to the height it needs to be, and wedged a few old bricks back in place to keep everything from wobbling too much.

it's pretty much a craptacular kludge, but it'll do for now. i couldn't get hold of the guy who repointed my basement, but i called another contractor who i thought did masonry and talked to him about coming out when the weather's a bit better and doing a better fix. (i also talked to him about my plans to eventually pull the porch off and have a new better porch put on.)

fucking entropy, making things fall apart.

oh, and more annoyances

having to give a partial cat bath to one of the cats last night who had ... issues. could've been much worse, but still, not something i planned on having to get out of bed and do right after going to bed.