Oh, Jilli! That is so fucking fabulous! I am thrilled for you. And this is a real position, right, not a contracting gig?
After all that cleaning related work I feel like every non-upholstered surface should throw cartoon sparkles and emit a soft chime when I look at them.
Heh. I know what you mean.
Still no birth cert (I don't know that I have a copy, but I feel like I should?) but making lots of progress. I think it's time to see if NOLA has Shred-a-thons ever, because my little 2-sheets-at-a-time shredder will take forever for everything I've got. I can shred any tax stuff older than 2005, right? I have back to 1997.
Lord, the stuff I've kept. My freaking AP placement test scores. Phone cards from when I lived in France (1996). A shitton of Clex fic amyth printed out for me. Etc.
Also, can I get some bike~ma? I've been refreshing the craigslist bike sale ads like a lab rat, and just left a message for a nice little cruiser for only $40. I may already be too late, but I really hope not. I so need a bike!
I'm not certain my nerves are going to survive inch worm season. I just found another one on my neck. If one has a larva phobia, that leads to jumping up, screaming, slapping and having the dog wonder what the hell is going on.
HOLY FUCK.
WTF.
no like larva. no no no.
no.
no.
Two loads of laundry are finished (the things that never go in the dryer are hanging dry, and the dryer load is folded and put away), and a load of towels are in the washer. Granola has been made and is cooling on a pan so I can put it away. Step one of bathroom cleaning is underway (bleach in the toilet for stains and germphobia). The cat Toke is VERY happy about Step One of the bathroom cleaning, because she loves bleach smell like I love peanut butter. Seriously. That cat ain't right.
After the bleach step is finished, I'm going to the gym, then coming back to finish the bathroom, put the towels in the dryer, and wash all the dishes (I've been pretty good at doing them every night, but this week has been hit or miss, so the sink is full, and now I've created more dishes making the granola).
Congratulations, Jilli! Best news!
The cat Toke is VERY happy about Step One of the bathroom cleaning, because she loves bleach smell like I love peanut butter. Seriously. That cat ain't right.
Really ain't right. And aptly named.
And this is a real position, right, not a contracting gig?
Yes! Full-time employee (with HEALTH BENEFITS!). And the office is in Pioneer Square, so no trek to the Eastside! (Plus it's 10 minutes from where the StuntHusband works, so we can meet up for lunch.)
You guys, I am SO excited.
Why are there worms on your neck? That's not right! Like, with legs it doesn't bother me so much, but WORMS???
Yay health benefits!
Smonster, a copy of your BC is good to have, just in case (if passport gets stolen?) but you could always get a new one from wherever you were born, I guess. I'm sure I have AP scores and SAT scores around somewhere, myself. :) My new plan is with the new job I was allowed to order lots of office supplies--so I got a new shredder. One I already had for downstairs when the mail comes in, one for upstairs for work docs and paid bills when I don't need them anymore.
Inchworms dangle on threads from trees. Or drop from them.
Yes! Full-time employee (with HEALTH BENEFITS!). And the office is in Pioneer Square, so no trek to the Eastside! (Plus it's 10 minutes from where the StuntHusband works, so we can meet up for lunch.)
Oh my goodness! That is just terrific on top of fabulous with a big ol' side of WOO HOO.
Go Steph go!
I think I missed out on the bike. I called just five minutes after the ad posted! ::sigh:: I think there will be a glut of bikes when students leave for the summer, but I don't want to wait that long.
The cat Toke is VERY happy about Step One of the bathroom cleaning, because she loves bleach smell like I love peanut butter. Seriously. That cat ain't right.
Really ain't right. And aptly named.
Apparently she is so named because her first owner caught her getting into (or perhaps *eating*) a baggie of pot. But I believe she'd ignore pot for bleach every time.
And it's been 15 minutes, so it's time to flush the bleach and haul myself to the gym.
