Baby! Pi Baby! Eeee!
I have edged the front lawn. Taking a break before mowing and weeding and sweeping.
That will leave great depths of onerosity unplumbed, but I don't know how much else I can manage today.
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.
Baby! Pi Baby! Eeee!
I have edged the front lawn. Taking a break before mowing and weeding and sweeping.
That will leave great depths of onerosity unplumbed, but I don't know how much else I can manage today.
OMG, speaking of onerous, I just realized I had never dealt with a kind of important and timely email I got on FRIDAY. WTF, self?
(Edit: Friday night, but still -- I should have done something about it yesterday.)
Cutie pi!
Sparky for the win! What a lovely little boy, Nilly!
My onerous task was getting out of bed, apparently. I do have an onerous task to do, but my brain is refusing to cooperate.
So, I guess I'll get ready for work. It involves getting wet, which is always onerous to me.
My friend is a wedding photographer here in Dallas. He and his dad have a blog set up where they profile some of the weddings they do. I have been browsing it during my CC [link] The pictures are gorgeous, and those are some fancy schmancy weddings.
Oh expensive tea is lovely stuff. A student bought me some delicious oolong tea from Taiwan. Big leaf tea, delicate and fragrant. It has absolutely spoiled me for tea, but soo good.
I keep meaning to get the Red Velvet Chocolate tea that Jilli mentioned, but then I realize that I just want hot chocolate.
I'm working on a project that's taking more time than I thought it would, so that's a bit onerous. However, most of my onerosity is at home, so I'll be doing some of that tonight. I'm spreading it out between now and Saturday morning, since that's when I'm flying out to my mom's for almost two weeks, and I hate leaving a dirty place for me to come home to.
Tonight's portion: cleaning the bathroom, including the litter box. I'm stopping by the pet supply store tonight to pick up a new box and litter, but I'll still have to scrub the lid before putting it all together. Tomorrow, I get to dust and vacuum, then do laundry on Thursday, and pack on Friday.
Did we know there is a Speed Dating website? I have been chatting with a guy for almost 30 minutes (you start with only 4 minutes to decide if you want to talk more).
My onerous task was the painful (no, literally physically painful) doctor appointment at Dark O'Clock this morning. I'm done with onerousity.
Maybe I will clean the bathtub later, but only so I can take a bath. MAYBE.
The thought of having to compose and send some emails to move a volunteer project forward is stressing me out. Really? body?!? why so lame?
Why does it feel so onerous to tell a *company* no? Because I bought this skin stuff, used it for a while, got decent results(especially with their pimple-drying stuff) But it's sort of expensive...well, never mind. But I know they are not my friends and could give a crap why I can't use it. Why do I feel *guilty* now? Why have I put this off so much?