Ok, Scrappy, your DH made me laugh and laugh.

and I might just need the flylady now that I am working full time. I'm pretty good at pulling things out that do not make sense to me ( Like the shoe thing) I have some basic routines, but I don't have a good way to get to the deal with bigger stuff.

I don't read the Flylady (I tried but the purple and the cheer gave me the wiggins) but since y'all have been talking about the clean the sink every night thing, I've been doing it for about three weeks. I've missed a day or two, when I felt shitty, but when I go in the kitchen to get coffee, it does make me feel better.

So I got some stuff sorted and priced for the garage sale, took a bunch of old magazines to Half-Books, got $5, which is what I expected, but was fine because I wanted to buy a candle, dammit! Went to Target, saved $9 in coupons, got a $5 candle (SPLURGE) and went to the grocery. I hate going to the store on Sundays.

Too many people, and they block the aisles and stand around like idiots, and they AMBLE. I want to get IN and OUT. I am a grocery shopping ninja. I have a list, a mental map and efficiency. Also, I'm poor, so if I amble, I want yummy stuff.

I swear, grocery stores should have a passing lane and a slow lane.

I swear, grocery stores should have a passing lane and a slow lane

Amen

I do wander in the produce area, but not in the rest of the store

But most produce areas are pretty wide, Beth.

I'm all in the ethnic foods aisle and two women with 5 kids between them are just standing there, chatting, blocking the whole aisle. And not just me.

I wanted to snarl "Get the hell out of the way -- you're blocking the basmati, bitches!"

And how hard is it to pull your cart over to the side and leave the aisle free rather than abandoning it in canned soup while you wander off to pickles and leave it grazing like a mutant bovine, catercorner, blocking as much space as possible? And then have the effrontery to glare at me when I dare touch your cart to ease it over to one side so I, and the three carts backed up behind me, can pass?

I wanted to snarl "Get the hell out of the way -- you're blocking the basmati, bitches!"

"Nobody puts basmati in a corner!"

BWAH!

To BT and Beverly.

I gotta go eat. I haven't today, so I am extra-ragey.

Dear My Lovely Buffistas Who are Helping Me with my Costume:

Yes! Things! I will gather up stuff Right Now and get it mailed out to you tomorrow. Sorry, things have been kinda busy.

No, no sorry! My Virgoness takes the fore. I am the planniest of planners and you are being an utter darling.

No, no sorry! My Virgoness takes the fore. I am the planniest of planners and you are being an utter darling.

Don't apologize! The Lyme disease and the wacky fun medication regime for it have made me even MORE scatterbrained. (It's driving Pete mad, let me tell you.) So thank you for the reminder! There is a box addressed to you now sitting on the kitchen table, and Pete is going to the post office tomorrow.