And we all wear jeans till they get grungy or too stretched out.

I sometimes feel ashamed of how long I wear my jeans. If the dog starts licking them, I know it's time for the washing machine.

At 7pm my darling son, whom I love and therefore did not kill, said to me, "Mom, it looks like you need to do some laundry. The basket is full."

Haaaa. It's a good thing they're cute when they're young.

Due to the temperature actually being nice, there has been an explosion of tree pollen, to which I am pretty allergic. I feel crappy and phlegmy and gummy, so I worked from bed for a couple of hours this morning. They're doing construction on my building, though, so during the day the noise level is AWFUL. I dragged myself into work for lunch and meetings, and now people actually want me to do stuff. How dare they.

Sorry about the house, flea. What a bummer.

I'm in a good mood, so I don't think I'm gonna follow the head-explody link.

I'm in a good mood because I took a vacation day today. I discovered that I'd lost my SS card, so I figured I'd go to the local office to replace it. Their hours are 9-3, M-F. Convenient, eh? Anyway, I decided since I'd be spending an unknown amount of time there this morning, I might as well just take the day. It only took an hour so I took myself out to lunch, visited a meadery, and picked up a bunch of plants for the flower beds and hanging baskets. I'm gonna wait until 4 to plant them, as it's unreasonably hot here today. There's something delicious about lounging about reading novels at 3 pm on a workday.

I won't tell you how long I use a towel for...

I used to use a bath mat, but Oz kept peeing on it.

Flea, I am sorry about the house. I am actively wishng for the financing to fall through on the other offer.

I use a towel for about a week, unless it seems to smell funky sooner. Tim switches out about halfway through the week. (We have plenty of towels -- though not enough for both us us to use a fresh towel every day -- but I have this habit of washing the towels and putting them right back on the racks I took them from when they come out of the dryer. I need to rotate in some new towels. Literally new, since we got towels for the wedding.) (I sometimes worry I'm turning into Howard Hughes in his later years, although I don't collect my pee in jars.) (YET.)

I sometimes feel ashamed of how long I wear my jeans. If the dog starts licking them, I know it's time for the washing machine.

::high-fives Tep::

There's something delicious about lounging about reading novels at 3 pm on a workday.

::high-fives Calli::

Ooh, that sounds nice, Calli! Well done.

Oops, I should clarify. We don't have lice in our house, but it's loose in my boy's classroom. I'm just worried we'll get it.

I am halfway to getting my grades all turned in. Tentative yay!

I just did laundry. It was rather hot inside the laundromat, and I noticed the air conditioning vents on the ceiling were all covered in duct tape. As I was packing up, an embarrassed laundromat employee was pulling the tape off and finally letting the cool air in.

Also, I have a cat on my lap, and I'm resting my iPad on her back so I can type this.