JESUS. Once again the radar shows nothing, but I'm pretty sure it's going to start raining in less than ten minutes.

I can go home if it rains, right?

smonster. How did the mustard greens turn out? And I give you permission to go home if it rains, but I'm not sure how your boss and colleagues feel.

new hair

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it has been two years since I've cut it . It was 2/4 of the way down my back

smonster - do you have a construction estimator guide? I am guessing yes, but if not find out if you local library has one. I saw one a few days agao - I had no idea

I was right, both about the rain and about getting to go home. Nasty storm.

Typo, they were only okay, but I totally screwed with the recipe, so it's on me.

beth, thanks for the tip. I will check it out, but I think what we're doing is too oddball and specific to be in there. Can't wait to see your new hair! FB app is crapping out, so will have to look at home.

I am soothing my wounded psyche with milk chocolate toffee gelato and a decaf latte while I wait out the storm a bit. Oh, La Divina, I love you so much.

smonster, send some of that rain out way, please?

Awesome haircut, beth!

I'm with Strix, smonster, send us as much rain as you want. Even with what we've had in the past week, 65% of the corn crops are pretty much toast this year.

Remember how I was complaining my shoulders (and everything else) hurt? Well, I think the shoulders were stress pain. They feel a LOT better today, and all I did was work hard yesterday (like I have been the past few weeks). But knowing I can move in.... I wonder if that's what it was. Crazy. Usually stress pain is in the between shoulder blades, not the front side of the shoulders. My body. It's far from normal.

I wish I could send the rain to those who need it.

Took half a Xanax, slept three hours. I talked to my sister. She's not doing well. She's very sad about Meg the kitty (all three of them went to the vet yesterday to put her to sleep) and just a few weeks ago, someone who had been a very good friend to her, that she had kind of lost touch with, died of heart failure (he was in his forties). Add that her sinking ship of a company that treats her like shit, and the health stuff she's been going through (losing 10 lbs in a week and now gaining due to steroids), and I was not surprised to hear she's not wanting to live. Like, she was hoping her biopsy would come back with cancer.

And now it's 8 pm, and I haven't eaten, and I don't have the spoons to cook, but I've eaten out three times this week already and screwed the budget pooch, and I've got another anxiety attack coming on, and I promised my boss I'd do some computer work since I got off early due to rain.

Really, all I want to do is order a pizza and go back to sleep. Sleep is the only way I can gain spoons. I think I need to find room in my grocery budget for frozen pizzas, to have in reserve for times like this. I could make quesadillas, but I'm kind of tired of them.

Blerghh. I'm sorry to be so mememe, I feel like I've been thread-hogging, but I'm just not doing super great right now.

I'm sorry your sister's having a rough time, smonster.

I had a pizza of crappy days for dinner myself. Nothing huge, just some mysteriously disappearing capital letters in a document I was working on. But I've managed to blow it up into a huge deal in my head, mostly because I don't know how it happened. Cut and paste is supposed to take care of such things. Hmph.

Oh smonster ... I'm sorry that your sister isn't holding up very well these days. It must be hard to be far away right now, but it's good that you can get her on the phone and that's she's still talking. That's huge. I wish her love and light and strength to get through the next bit of time. And lots of the same to you, babe. *smooch*