Oops. I thought the insulation installation was done yesterday, so i slept in. Nay, i reveled in my clean sheets and squeaky clean bedroom. I woke up repeatedly throughout the morning and told my brain to shove it and went back to sleep.
When i finally got up at 9:45...turns out the insulation guys have been waiting on my front porch since 9am. They still have three more days of work to do in the attic. *gulp* Ooops. Sorry about that. Cats locked up in the guest room today for i do not wish to wash my sheets AGAIN after three more days of terrified Nico burrowed in my bed.
I think today's lunch is just going to be a hotdog. I'm getting a bit tired of grilled chicken with salsa (my fallback at the cafeteria when nothing else appeals).
Mubarak kept saying he wanted to die and and be buried in Egypt. I guess when the prospect became immediate he changed his mind.
When he made that statement, it sounded to me like a dare. Seriously. And I expected him to be taken out -- as in killed, not escorted to the door -- before the weekend was over.
I guess even a delusional dictator can exhibit common sense once in a while.
Big changes in Egypt, scary and exciting.
I think the interview went well. I think the pay will be low and the hours longer than I want, but the company would be good for me long-term.
Interesting - the news this morning was saying that the military had stated they were in support of Mubarak.
There's a huge difference between the military high command and the rank-and-file. There's compulsory conscription, you know.
Suddenly I'm wondering what Fay is thinking.
Aww, erin. Bummer. But you will appreciate and enjoy that extra insulation when it's done!
I was just thinking about your project, and wishing I could insulate the attic roof, making the interior space not heated, exactly, but treated. I would do a radiant barrier, and then I would love to do foam. And I would love to insulate the crawlspace too. But it will have to wait until I have money at some point in the undefinable future.
Yay on good interviewing, msbelle!
Lunch ended up being blackened catfish--a much better option than a hotdog.
ETA: And the cash register lady told me that she charged me too much yesterday for the little bit of food I had, so she gave me my cranberry juice for free!
Suddenly I'm wondering what Fay is thinking.
She posted a brief comment on FaceBook. Nothing in depth, mind you, but happily triumphant.
Suddenly I'm wondering what Fay is thinking.
Judging from various facebook and twitter postings today, many "OMG YAY!"s "finally!"s a buncha stuff in Arabic, and something about her cleavage tasting like gin and tonic.
I deduce that it's a good thing.
