But you're at a new place now...
yes, but old habits die hard.
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.
But you're at a new place now...
yes, but old habits die hard.
Best wishes for speedy healing for Gracie
But THEN tomorrow will be Friday!
Tomorrow's Wednesday. What's wrong with you?
yes, but old habits die hard.
Fix them now, while you still can!
also, the shock of walking from the toasty bathroom into the cold hallway is harsh. if you leave the door open, the transition isn't so abrupt.
Tomorrow's Wednesday.
I don't know what kind of crazy week you're having where tomorrow's Wednesday.
I'm with ita. Tomorrow is clearly not Friday. Wednesday afternoon will be Friday.
tomorrow's the weekend for me, since I'm taking Wednesday off.
I'm pretty sure this week is going to be Monday until about noon on Wednesday, when it will start being Friday afternoon.
the shock of walking from the toasty bathroom into the cold hallway is harsh. if you leave the door open, the transition isn't so abrupt.
Bundling. Of the gods. Out of the shower into the overlarge terrycloth robe and then once I'm used to that, out into the hallway.
Much health~ma to Grace, and wishes for some undramatic parenting time soon for lori, Kat, and K.
The flu shot I got Friday essentially gave me a faux-flu: all the fatigue and achiness with none of the resperatory symptoms. I fell asleep before the end of SGA Friday night (probably around 9:45 or so), half-woke briefly at the normal time in a fog, and then laid down for a nap that ended up lasting almost until 3 in the afternoon. Washing the rest of my dishes was about the most productive thing I got done all weekend.
Oh, I did complete measurements for my moving floorplan map for the new apartment. Anyone care to give me an objective guage of exactly how ridiculously anal-retentive I'm being about this?