Welcome home, Epic!
'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks, good to be here!
I'm glad your mom is on the mend, Epic. Sorry that things have been such a crap-fest. Also, Happy pre-Birthday!
askye, Happy Belated Birthday! I really thought I had said it yesterday, but then suddenly realized I needed to check. Ah well, you deserve a multi-day festival to celebrate, anyway.
Epic, I'm sorry things have been so difficult lately, but it is good to have you back!
Good to see your pixels, Epic.
One more step achieved in the quest to clean and reorganize all the things before August. I have cleaned out and reorganized 2/3 of my closet, and replaced all the hangers with nonslip velvet hangers. I ran out of hangers so, I'll finish the other third when my order of more hangers arrives. One dresser completely cleaned out and reorganized. Two bags of crappy hangers going back to the dry cleaners, and three bags of stuff to donate to charity. There are a few things left in the closet that I want to sell, but they're summer things and my consignment shop isn't accepting summer things anymore. So, I'll hang onto those until Spring.
Epic reminds me that I have been Lurky McLurkerson for a long while.
Good thoughts, coming your way and washing over your mom, Epic.
Big hug to Andi, for checking in regularly. Mwah!
Things have been pretty craptastic around here too.
The house hunt continues and continually boggles my mind. Seriously. The stuff I've seen.
Also. Menopause is turning out not to be for sissies. I've spent shocking money getting told that no one can help me. Given my history with the medical industry these last 5 years, I'm really, truly feeling that I'm screwed.
One of my faux-cousins died two days ago after being one of the longest living AIDS patients in history. He was only 66. Still, he had 30+ good years.
A wonderful contract I was jubilant about seems to have evaporated.
It's ugly hot and humid.
On the upside, Cagney is well. I've seen good movies. I'm pretty close to being a vegan and it's going okay.
So, no need for hairpats, but I've been so focused on my sucky health, and sucky house search I felt it didn't make sense to post.
I have been sending ~ma and thinking good thoughts for everyone.
Good to see your pixels, Epic! And glad to hear that the crap-fest is getting cleared up.
bonny, sounds like there's been a lot of ups and downs. Even if you don't want hairpats I just want to say how much I admire the way you take it all with such grace.
Clean ALL THE THINGS sj! Go you! I switched to fancy hangers a while back and it's been really nice. Though I just went to tj maxx and bought a couple packs of similar ones that aren't quite the same. But whatever. I went through my closet this weekend and tried on every dress in there--got rid of about 2/3rds of them (though a few are in a "put in storage in case I'm that size again" and a few are "don't donate yet maybe I want these", most are in the car to be donated). Except now I'm like "clearly this means I should order some things from eShakti, right?" (Can anyone speak to how their sizing runs?)