I'd like to nominate Nutty as Most Helpful Buffista. She helped me (or rather, I helped her) switch my refrigerator doors from right to left, which wouldn't have been quite so labor-intensive if we'd gotten the right tools for right from the start. Unfortunately, the last hinge off needed special socket tools in order to get at the hex-headed screws holding it on, and that took two trips to hardware stores in order to find the right size socket-head tool. Oy.
If it hadn't been for that, the whole thing would have taken under an hour.
But now my fridge opens on the side with the counter next to it, so that getting things in and out is so much simpler. Better living through Nutty....
Divine intervention, most likely. Dude was contending for Carrot Top's fugliness title for a while there.
Oh, totally, to both you and Cindy. His hair was hitting the WTF point and more. It was kind of a shock to see him with none, but it looks better.
Dusting is dangerous. I took a chunk out of my pinkie knuckle on a shelf corner, nearly lost an eye to the same, dropped a chair foot on my bare foot, and somewhere in all of this, acquired matching bruises on my hipbones.
OK, so the problem is really a lack of awareness of my surroundings when I'm on a mission, but still. And I still have 1/2 the diningroom and bedroom to do. But I'm done for today.
Happy Birthday Cindy!
Although, if you're good about doing address forwarding at the post office, it's not a huge deal for the mailer to do "address service requested" and get all those notices.
My PO tried to throw the alumni associations off by taking my temporary Change-of-Address and deciding to make it permanent. It was kind of nice to lose the junk mail, mildly annoying to lose all magazine subscriptions, and really irritating to have to deal with voter registration and bills. And the alumni STILL found me.
Oh, yeah, that guy. I usually see him near the Walgreen's by Water Tower Place.
I wonder how I've missed him. Several times this past month my dinner came from that Walgreens. (Vitamin Water and muffins!)
Sarameg, put down the Pledge, and step away from the dust rag.
Connie, have you seen last week's HIMYM?
No, I don't watch that one.
Never fear, I'm moved on to stabbing myself doing dishes. Next up: insulin shot ( though I already jammed the needle into the side of my finger recapping it this am, so maybe I'm safe now.)
Just having a really klutzy day.
Especially considering how much hair grief the newbie always got.
