Ugh. I went to this thing for work this morning, and it was totally a waste of time, partly because I am so bad a random schmoozing. So I bailed at lunch. I am so tired! I wish I could nap.
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Okay, I'm gonna go sift through piles of laundry in my bedroom. If it takes the laundromat or someone else doing laundry, I'm going to make a dent in this shit.
And then I draw. At least two pictures this weekend, hopefully three. If I'm a good girl, I get to take a break to see Tom Hardy beat people up.
That sounds like a perfectly reasonable reward mechanism, right?
Crap, that reminds me I put a load in last night and it's still sitting in the washer. Oops.
Jesse, nap! It's okay! It's good!
I don't think I'm physically capable of napping. I may lie down for a bit, though.
I should also do laundry.
Market, pedicure, Target run, lysol-ed the hell out of the car (culprit: leak in the trunk+ old pair of moldy leather gloves= maaaaggggots + a lot of mildew and mold. Yech) and went down in the basement to discover it was shopvac time. And more rain on the way.
Swim after TAL.
Sephora is dangerous. I spent two hours last night culling and reorganizing makeup and skincare products.
However, no matter how shitty my clothes and shoes are, I take heart in knowing that there is at least $500 worth of beauty products that go into my everyday look.
Also, bird poop molds in this weather. Of which there is a lot on the deck. LOVELY. I'm plagued.
I am having a serious day of don' wanna. Unfortunately, moving to Ohio in 10 days. Must.
I was set to have a lazy afternoon when my SiL called and they are on their way here. So now I am frantically tidying. Fortunately house is only minor disaster area.
My laundry is all sorted. All sorted. Now, I just have to make it to the laundromat and the dry cleaner's. I have not, however, organised the shit that needs repair or alteration. That will hang about a bit longer.
Also, I have a lot of clothes to actually *put* in my closet. However, I need hangers first. More closet will be nice, but hangers will have to do. I just have to force myself away from The Container Store and over to Bed Bath and Beyond. But that takes me near TJ's, which means my third favourite apple pie. So I may survive.