Ugh, msbelle. I hate those kinds of errand days.

I am cherishing a bit of time home alone while DH and the kids take grandma home, but I need to get back to my students. At least tonight's job is emailing back papers, and that means the grading is done. Yay!

Hil, you can visit me! I'll totes go with you to the fortress.

msbelle, happy to hear that today went better. I like your lists; they make me think of my own lists.

Tomorrow: 8-3 Garage Sale with friend. We plan on buying margaritas at noon with our sale money, and drinking through the afternoon.

Then belated bday dinner with D and M (BBQ) and I am going to make D drive by Christopher Elbow's ice cream store on the way home and get gourmet ice cream for his bday. Then start getting M's clothes and stuff together, as he leaves at 0 dark 30 on Sunday, and I have to do garage sale Saturday too.

Clean up crap from sale prep sometime this weekend. Got rid of 2 garbage bags worth of crap while prepping, so that's good.

Take M's books back to library.

Clean house on Monday, as it is a disaster this week, with M being home, not at camp, and start applying for more teaching gigs for fall.

I'm scared of tomorrow. I think it's going to hurt a lot and difficult questions will be asked and I will have skipped the departmental dinner. What am I going to tell them. I didn't have enough spoons? That the people that would have made it easiest weren't there?

I would have liked to see the quiet developer cut loose and relax, but he's got a big clique--I'd just be watching. The people I hang with either weren't invited or chose not to go. So it would have been smaller talk. And I was trembling on the edge of crying with pain.

No dice. It just feels weak. I'd just be coming home from either it or life drawing about now. Instead I've been sitting on my ass on the internet, breathing very quietly, and medication.

Maybe I can find another meetup near me for drawing. There seems to be one, but it's Sunday afternoon, and I'm post ER then, and probably shouldn't be driving. Oh, no, cry moar.

Whoa. In Finland, every family that has a new baby gets, from the government, a package of all the basic clothes and towels and stuff you need to take care of an infant. [link] Also includes nursing pads for the mother, and condoms and lube for the parents.

What am I going to tell them. I didn't have enough spoons?

Had headache. Period. If they ask further - bad headache. Period. If they ask further, krav them. Politely.

What Cass said, or puke on them.

No shit, ita. You have dehabilitating pain; tell them you would have loved to have come, but you had a killer migraine all day and went home.

Dude. You are NOT weak. Don't make me come to LA and embarrass myself trying to kick your ass.

Yeah, "I had an awful headache, I would've liked to come, but it just wasn't happening. I hope there's another chance to meet with PersonX informally at some point, that would've been nice". Bases, covered.

Also, my favorite part of that Finnish kit is "box: can be used as crib" hah!

You could just not price anything, and make people ask!

That's how I did it! The prices went down steadily throughout the afternoon. Until I was like, OK everyone, free stuff in my driveway!