Consuela, run! Run while you can!
My children are gone! With the exception of Jake, but he doesn't count since he doesn't need supervision. S. and I may actually have a grownup night and, like, go out to eat together. ALONE.
::boggles::
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.
Consuela, run! Run while you can!
My children are gone! With the exception of Jake, but he doesn't count since he doesn't need supervision. S. and I may actually have a grownup night and, like, go out to eat together. ALONE.
::boggles::
Congratulations, Jilli!
Hello, ita !'s sister! Give 'em hell.
Got a second quote on a new heat pump system today. Almost $2000 less than the first quote, for basically the same thing. This brings it into a price range that doesn't make my fingers spasmodically clench up around my wallet. Hopefully the weather won't get really hot before I get it installed.
except there's hardly been any work I can do from home, and now I want to drive to the store and buy strawberries, and I can't.
You could walk to Costco. And just come home with strawberries. Unless you have a cart or a wagon or something to haul more stuff.
Good point! Except then I would have to get dressed, and shower.
Dude. Sweats and a ballcap! You don't have to shower.
Well, my agent seems to like my planned revisions. I guess it's time to brush off that manuscript and get to making changes.
Eating Oreos and watching X-Men 2 is an acceptable substitute for living a productive life, right?
Dude. Sweats and a ballcap! You don't have to shower.
Another excellent plan! I may well do that at 5:30.
Eating Oreos and watching X-Men 2 is an acceptable substitute for living a productive life, right?
It sounds like exactly what I want to do tonight.
Eating Oreos and watching X-Men 2 is an acceptable substitute for living a productive life, right?
Absolutely.
I have been minimally productive today: gave my dad the name & number of a new psychiatrist to call for my mom, emailed same psychiatrist with my number so I can give him deets she won't share, picked up new dog pills, picked up jeans from the tailor where they'd been hemmed.
I've done fuckall for work, though. Hmm.