'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I am doing all of this week's chores today. So far: wash dishes, change sheets on bed, clean master bath, clean kitchen floor, and put away clothes.
Next up laundry, hall bath, and vacuuming living room.
mac is supposed to be doing his chores also, he has swiffered the kitchen and nothing else - this will not end well..
I made it to the grocery store, which I've been putting off for about a week and a half, so that's a win.
I probably should get dressed and go bring some stuff to electronic recycling, but I don't feel like it.
I have decided that I will bring plenty of DayQuil with me and hang out with friends, with the no-guilt option to bail out at any time should I start feeling worse.
I just woke up. Again. I mean, that I got up, had breakfast, spoke on the phone to a friend, listened to a podcast and then I must have fallen asleep for a few hours because I woke up and it was after 2 pm. Very disconcerting.
I did that too, except I wasn't asleep, I was lying in bed feeling like I was going to barf. Happily mr. flea managed the children AND did the taxes while I was down, and while I'm still kinda wobbly I think vomit is not longer on the agenda. Also, as usual, we get a nice fat refund, thanks to our little deductions.
sumi, me too, and it was sleep. Which is kind of nuts because I slept 13 hours last night. Now I'm foggy and a bit cranky and trying to get motivated. So I'm listening to Violent Femmes.
Yeah, I feel like I lost a good part of the day. I'm not even sure how long I was asleep.
At least the crick in my neck seems to have gone.
That sucks, flea! Anti-nausea to you. Hate that feeling.
I am trying to decide what to do this evening--I have an appointment south of town, and texted a friend down there, but he is out of town. I could go to contradancing. And may--I'm annoyed at my body for not only feeling creaky and achey, but for only losing half a pound this week. I mean, really. What's the point in all the dieting and feeling constrained on food, if I'm not losing any weight?!?
And screw Valentine's Day. And all the couple-ness. And people who are having sex. ...OK now I'm just getting grumpy and unreasonable.
I just went and had my acrylic nails soaked off because my own bitten-off nails finally grew out underneath them. Then I got a gel manicure. I don't know what it is, but it is a super-modern nail polish which is supposed to last 2-3 weeks and it's shiny. Gel FTW.