I went out! And grocery shopped! And was reminded that my snow boots aren't waterproof, after I walked through several of the enormous puddles at intersections. This is the problem: when it gets warm again after a big snow! Melty.
Well my flight was cancelled! And it's not even the weather here!!! Trying again tomorrow.
Booooo.
Jesse, that is good to know. I often forget about her logic skill and start arguing with her...Which I know is pointless, but sometimes you get wrapped up in things...
I should note that the group leaders are professionals, so it's not just people saying it, either.
Don't do that!
Why not? Have there been C.H.U.D. sightings?!
Lawn is mowed, will edge on Tuesday. Two loads of laundry washed and dried but not put away, so I guess folding is next up, but I can do that while watching some of the tons of television stacked up in the DVR, yay.
The slush-puddles are always deeper than you think they are!
I made bacon jam today
really I don't need to do anything else with my life
She's not here yet! She said between two and three. We're running out of between, and I don't have a contact number AND AND AND AND.
In terms of finding things to do while she's here that won't freak her out I've decided to rewatch Supernatural until I catch up to where bon and I are (uh, to refresh my memory on the motel linens?) but the longer she takes to arrive, the more I end up rifling through ideas for my drawing for the day. Whilst still obsessing over every noise in the courtyard, natch.
I should not be allowed to interact with others when I'm on painkillers. I sent an e-mail to my dad, fussing about him not calling me on my birthday and some other stuff. Then I had a conversation with K-Bug, saying all the stuff that I've been trying to not say.
Fingers crossed, ita.
The slush-puddles are always deeper than you think they are!
But my boots are nice and tall! If I had been wearing my rain boots, I would have been all set. And in some of the places, there was literally no way to walk around the puddle, because everywhere else is a wall of snow.
I sent an e-mail to my dad, fussing about him not calling me on my birthday and some other stuff. Then I had a conversation with K-Bug, saying all the stuff that I've been trying to not say.
I don't know -- those sound like potentiall worthwhile things, both...
