David: good idea!

My onerous tasks:

1) 6 months' worth of flex reimbursements that include two MRIs (head and knee) and knee surgery
2) Pay those medical bills (yikes!)
3) Clean house in prep for leaving town
4) Cut tail holes in a zillion diapers in prep for leaving town for my wonderful dogsitters
5) Call middle brother and update him on everything in NY.
6) Do monthly report from December (WTF. I totally thought I did that.)

The suspicious activity? Charitable donations to Doctors Without Borders and the Trevor Project. Either my bank is a scrooge, or they think I am.

When my credit card # was stolen somehow, the first "test" purchase they made with it was a donation to an non-profit animal charity.

Got a call back from the doctor. He's on vacation all of January but they can get me in to see another doctor while I'm up in SF.

On the suckage side, not only is East Bay Waltz happening the same night I'm performing, but my brother B is visiting from Hawaii and asked my mom if I would like to go out to lunch with him. So I'll be in SF while he's visiting in LA, apparently. Boo.

Liese, I have another box of more decorations in the same color scheme. I am mailing them to you because I can't stand the thought of tossing them.

Onerous task: get Noah ready for school. Also, onerous task: getting him to be calm and not cry. Non-onerous task: driving away to go to yoga.

Onerous task now? Grading the last 10 papers.

This guy reports on his onerous task: decluttering his desk! [link]

washed dishes, swept most of driveway, moved 6 bags of leaves from garage to curb for trash pick-up, folded more (but not all of the) clothes.

ended up getting 5 things in the mail: 2 books that sold on amazon, a poster to my brother, my bb and accessories to ex-job, and a gift to a friend. YAY!

Timelies all!

Happy Birthday, shrift! Hope the rest of the day goes better for you.

4) Cut tail holes in a zillion diapers in prep for leaving town for my wonderful dogsitters

I totally thought this sentence was going to end like: Cut tails hole sin a zillion diapers for my neighbor's mutant hellspawn children.

Or something. Not to impugn your neighbors.

Acting quickly on the "good idea" votes I can say already that the filling is pretty freakin' tasty.

I used both ginger juice and chopped up ickle bits of TJ's uncrystallized candied ginger. Sweetened with brown sugar and some raspberry liqueur.

Ugh. Still feeling like crap. Trying to figure out how to best rebook all the trips through combo of corporate travel and directly calling airline (am supposed to use corporate travel, but they don't know I don't have change fees becuase of my status, if I call the airline).

Don't wanna do other onerous tasks, like cleaning.

My onerous task was getting up and going to work, something I hadn't yet managed all year. Do I feel good about it? Mostly I feel sleepy.

I've been doing well with onerous tasks of late. Apparently I find it easier to be the grown-up in the presence of a manifestly not-grown-up person. (It also seems to work around my brothers.) Next task - primary school application! For 2015. Insanity!

Ryan is going to be the oldest child in his class. His birthday falls exactly on the cut-off date, so he's set to be the youngest or the oldest. I told Wallybee that I'd been the youngest in my class; her reaction to this was fairly muted compared to my proffered corollary, "and I turned out alright". So, we reached agreement that Ryan will in fact be the oldest in his class (once she stopped laughing).

Three more essays! Three more essays! Three more essays! Well, at least three more that were turned in correctly. Another two might be still floating out there.