My apartment is cleaner, but still looks like a pit. I curse my bum ankle for not allowing me to put out the recycling last Monday, right now that's most of what's clogging up space. I would have washed more dishes but my hands have pruned up and dried out completely for the evening.
The silver lining is that the folks will not be spending the night at any point. So I don't have to worry about getting rid of the chipmunk if it is still around (the squeaking at 4am is fun!) and I can stuff shit in my oven and not worry about having to bake dinner.
Speaking on behalf of the lactose-intolerant, i totally sub coconut milk (the full fat kind) for condensed milk in my pumpkin pie and it is sooooooooooo yummy!
Another yes from here -- 'So Delicious' brand coconut milk has totally changed my diet. It's close enough that I can pour it over corn flakes for breakfast, and use it to make hot cocoa, and stuff like that.
I hadn't even considered what the shutdown might do to ATMs and whatnot. And I just got a large-ish check for my part of my Mom's estate to deposit (and promptly pay off a bunch of outstanding bills, which is what she would have wanted).
I spent about 10 minutes last night trying to decide if FY! Treasure Trails was SFW so I could follow it on Tumblr. I don't know why I didn't get the hive mind to weigh in. (In the end, I decided to bookmark it at home.)
Also, I have a spare room and a futon in the basement and I guess soon we really may have an unguarded border.
Gnargh, feh, my breakfast cart guy put ketchup on this egg sandwich! Come on breakfast cart guy, I know ketchup on eggs is a traditional NYC thing, but it's also really really gross which is why I said NO KETCHUP. P'tui.
I doubt hitting the debt ceiling will affect people's ability to access checking or basic savings accounts. It may freeze up credit (like in 2008) but if you have money in the bank that's just money as opposed to stocks or bonds, it should be fine.
I better get my inheritance check deposited pronto.
I guess I really am an adult. My first thought upon seeing the check wasn't "vacation in Hawaii!" but "new tires." (Not even an exclamation mark in my thoughts.) I am now officially dull.
Yeah, when I got the check from Dad's estate I was all, "Ok, that's the last of the debt gone." And, yes, I bought some new stuff, but that was as much due to the whole, "Hey, I have income that use to go toward paying down my debt," as inheritance stuff.
Timelies all!
Day whatever of the furlough. The appeal of lounging around the house all day has worn off...
So I don't forget: I think I'll make this apple quickbread for the office.
