I've got a basket of laundry that I need to wash. Right now, though, I'm waiting for my groceries to be delivered so that I can eat dinner first. (30 minutes left in the delivery window. Getting sick of waiting.)
I'm also reading some news articles about Lebanon and getting worried, and feeling selfish because my first worried thought was totally not the right thing to be worrying about.
I am making roast beast, sautéed mushrooms and steamed green beans. Who wants dinner in exchange for helping me put away my clean clothes and taking out the recycling?
What kind of beast, and does it mean I can leave work early?
Me!!
Dinner is in a few hours. I will supply the hangers. Plastic, not wire.
What kind of beast, and does it mean I can leave work early?
The yummy cow kind. Please to come help me get this huge pile of clothes put away.
Oh, and there is wine as well. And likely clicky fire.
Stoopid different states thing.
Joe really needs to work on that teleporter. Aims, please to nag him.
Fine. When my coworkers ask why I'm leaving over an hour and a half early, I'm telling them it's because the people in the glowy box on my desk said I could so I could teleport to one of their homes for roast beast in exchange for completing tasks that they give me.
They will never speak to me again. Which makes this the perfect plan!
Six minutes until the delivery window for my groceries is up. Any bets on whether they'll make it?
(Or, more likely, they got to the building, saw that my name wasn't on the buzzer list, and left, even though in the "delivery instructions" bit I told them my name wasn't on the buzzer list, told them to call me when they got here, and left them two different numbers.)
Past seven. No groceries.
Anyone want to teleport me some dinner?
I'm not cooking veggie tonight or I would, Hil. Sorry about that. Feel like switching your beliefs all around and I will shove nummy food at you.
Bummer about the delivery not showing on time.
See if I could really get someone here for dinner and laundry help? I would also be forced to quickly vacuum and make the place presentable. It would be a win/win thing.