I have a hanging birdbath in my front yard, on what I refer to as my iron tree. Walter wrapped his lead around the base, so I went to lead him back around it to give him more freedom of movement and managed to dump the birdbath on my head.

Pretty disgusting. And, in hindsight, inevitable, though I was surprised at the time.

Save me from teenaged boys who don't do their homework and then get pissed when they lose privileges and still have to do the homework, no matter how dumb they think that work is. Dude, you have a zero in that class. I don't care if he asked you to color every page in a color book to write a 50 page essay. Get. It. Done. And no, I don't care that you don't have school tomorrow. Get. It. Done.

Went to look at some cabinets someone in the neighborhood was getting rid of. They would have been perfect...except they were 1.25" too wide. Sigh.

Some productivity has happened, although the drawing I spent about 2 hours on needs to be scrapped. Argh. Well, at least I got started on it?

Now I'm thinking it might be good for my sanity if I got myself out of the house.

GET OUT OF THE HOUSE. That's what I'm doing in a little while, and I couldn't need it more.

I made a labor-intensive homemade devil's food cake to take to my parents' house later, but I'm worried it's not going to be cool enough to ice before we have to leave.

Aw, Anne. I do think feeling bad physically can make you feel bad mentally as well.

I, otoh, went up the Eiffel Tower today! Exciting.

I'd love to get out of the house but the boy is finally gone and I'm enjoying a bit of quiet. We had quite the argument before his dad picked him up.

((Cass))

Anne, keep in mind it has been a long, cold winter, and that just gets to you. I've not been feeling too badly, and I still have to fight the desire to sleep all the time.

I, otoh, went up the Eiffel Tower today! Exciting.

Dying.

Aw, Eiffel Tower! That's awesome.