And ripping off covers and title pages on excess stock. Horrified me.
I winced noticeably here reading that. Ouch.
Being lazy today. Messed up and totally forgot that SIL wanted to cook dinner for us tonight. DH already arranged for his brother and friend to come over and shoot pool and watch football. Trying to work out some alternative. I might just cook for the guys then go do something with SIL and MIL.
Whatever installed these self-flagellating Puritans in my head needs bopped.
Indeed. Heartless mom/wife that I am, when one of my resident menfolk come whining to me about their various pains I take one look at them and tell them to talk to me AFTER they have actually done something about it. Take a pill! Ice! Heat! Rum! Whatever it takes.
Chronic pain that does not respond is another matter altogether, but there is no upside to walking around in preventable pain.
Whatever installed these self-flagellating Puritans in my head needs bopped.
I think this is my favorite use of the western PA "needs verb-ed" construction ever. (Is that construction used anywhere else? I never saw it until I moved here, and I was told that it's a western PA thing. "Those windows need cleaned." "This chair needs fixed.")
I had a coworker in eastern Washington state who used it.
Why do I still struggle with the idea that if I am in pain, I should take one of the myriad, actually-in-my-possession pain killers to deal with that pain?
Danged if I know. I just had a similar talk with myself last night. I'm not actually lazy, I'm not depressed,* I
hurt.
Take some painkillers! Deal with the pain
first,
then see what else I have to fix.
*not
currently
depressed,
thank you amazingly effective antidepressant.
Well, this football game is going well.
I am toying with the idea of just not watching.
I'm wondering if someone might have put a curse on the team at home. Or on the entire Superdome.
You could be on to something.
Well, now that I have some coffee in me, as demoralizing as that first q was, the scoreboard doesn't look that bad.