I'm only missing two categories on my Frankenmix, I have ten minutes out of 80 total to still play with, AND the two categories can legitimately be double-dipped with already firm choices. I feel so accomplished.
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
One forsythia in the ground, hole for second forsythia dug. Three more to go after that. Back is terribly annoyed with me.
seriously, the saturday natterinos are GETTING IT DONE!
I started in on taking pictures of the stuff I want to ebay next.
The rain seems to have stopped.
Turbo Tax is frustrating me -- it took me through this whole How it Works section and then wouldn't take me back to the actual Federal Return section.
And then when I went back to the beginning on my own it made me reset my password again.
seriously, the saturday natterinos are GETTING IT DONE!
ME TOO!
Done so far:
Front room neatened, vacuumed, and wood polished
New answering machine set up
Recylcing taken out
Clean dishes put away
Dirty dishes handwashed or put in dishwasher
Kitchen floor vacuumed, swiffered, and spot scrubbed as needed
Kitchen counters and stove cleaned
Nano playlist: Being worked on
Not me!
Done:
Walked dog
Took nap
Read the internets
My house is a freaking mess until I get this paper done. Tom has been really focusing on the garden, the shopping, the cooking, and the everyday kitchen cleaning while I've been holed up on the third floor. The other stuff (big cleaning) is really my deal. He does more the day -to-day week day stuff, I do the big weekend type cleaning. But not for the last, oh, 2 months. Though Tom has also been doing vacuuming.
OK, now I feel WAY guilty for putzing around on teh internet. I am getting my research schwerve on right now, FOR REALS.
The cooking has started. 2 chicken and veggies in foil are in the oven and more chicken got grilled up for salads later this week.
Also the cat grass repotted.
Yum. When is dinner?
Hah. I no longer have cat grass. Because Devi didn't eat it, but she slept in it. Which killed it.
I ran errands all over and managed to get to the vet's to pick up more catfood for Mister Kitty. Who is still famous there.
And now I realize I need to go back out. And I ought to declutter, because it is reaching critical mass. But I probably won't.