Timelies all!

I need to pack for our trip to New Orleans this weekend. Not that it's all that complicated- jeans, t-shirts, underwear, socks and toiletries.(Some in the ever-popular quart bag as we are flying.)

I've come down with something that includes a fever and stomach cramps, so my onerous task today has been staying upright. I will try to call roofers to fix my roof tomorrow, though.

My onerous task was putting in a warranty claim for my stupid phone. It should have been enrolling for benefits.

Tomorrow.

I've come down with something that includes a fever and stomach cramps

Could be Norovirus.

My onerous tasks are work things. And I'm slogging through them.

I decided to only work a half day, which means I didn't do any of my work onerous tasks. It's cleaning person day too, which means someone else is doing my home onerous tasks.

I'm at swim lessons with the kids now. After this, derby practice. I haven't worked out a t all this week and I'm worried I'm going to barf during endurance drills.

Tomorrow is a day off. The apartment is a wreck, so I intend to get some serious cleaning done.

The problem is the vacuum. When Kristen and I consolidated belongings, we gave my vacuum to one of Kristen's coworkers.

But Kristen's vacuum hates me. I break the belt every time I use it. It ate a hat and a cat toy. I have no idea how it managed to eat a hat. I was using the extender tool thingy to clean the baseboards and suddenly it smelled like barbecue. I don't know how the hat fell off the bedpost, but the vacuum managed to suck it up. And then the horror.

I really loved that hat.

So now it needs another new belt after going after the cat toy.

I'm so irritated at this vacuum.

I know it sounds like I'm nuts and vacuumed these things up on my own, but the cat toy was several inches away. And the thing just...lurched toward it.

I swear it's sentient.

What I'm saying is, Kristen's vacuum is Skynet.

I'm just going to keep posting, people. I have to make up for like, a year of not posting.