omnis, how did the closet turn out? Are you pleased?
On the whole, not bad. Right now, the only hitch is the little door guides on the floor. Mom's handyman BF installed them about 1" from edge of door when doors are pushed to the side positions. Which makes the center door on the back rail having troubles in the trade off as it goes from the left guide to the right guide. I feel the guides should be on the edge of the doors, so the center door is always on a little of the guide, either on one side or the other. Other than that, just gotta paint. Really changes the room. In one sense, makes the room feel smaller, without that extra lil cavern of space visible. But the 6 panel doors make that wall feel longer. Now, to start moving some boxes in there to make it look like I unpacked more! But I'm really out of spoons. This week took a toll on me. Between all the work in the kitchen, and helping with the closet (not to mention all the walks around Home Depot), legs are tired. Plus, the introvert was really taxed with almost 2 weeks of near constant interactions.
I've looked for them at various places but Whole Foods isn't on my current circuit most times. I will try there. Little flaky things that you can fill with food!
I've seen them at even the non specialty grocery stores, ask around in the freezer section.
The one flaw in my plan to cook all the things tonight is that I forget how awful my kitchen floor is on my legs and back.
D and I are going to a Prohibition era theme party in the Quarter, maybe?
That sounds like fun!
I managed 2 hours of work today, 45 minutes of which is probably quality and I am stopping. D is picking up the blu-ray Avengers, junk food for him and M, and tomato soup for me, and that will be actually a damn fine NYE, considering.
The lentil soup and the beef stew are happily simmering on the stove. I have to make a quick trip back out to the market when they're done.
We are in the ER because ND's illness is bad enough we want to rule out something serious. He's running a fever of 102.7 and is, to say the least, miserable.
Oh no, Pix. I thought we made it clear that you two were to stay out of the hospitals for another twenty years or so.
Pix, that's awful. Tons of ~ma for ND.
Poor Drew. I know a serious flu has been running around our offices and it's no fun.
Oh no, Pix. I thought we made it clear that you two were to stay out of the hospitals for another twenty years or so.
Seriously! But here we are. We've finally gotten out of the waiting area and into an ER room, at least. We'll see what the doctor says. I suspect a bad flu. I also suspect we will be canceling our anniversary getaway to our favorite desert spa this weekend. Man.
Good news, of a sort. Looks like severe flu. Meds rest and fluids. Still miserable, but nothing overly dangerous. Poor sweetie.
