Yikes, yes, stay safe, people in the path of the historic m-f snowstorm.

Andi, can the supervisor have A Little Talk with Mrs. Not Cooperating? This kind of crap is why I quit social work; it wasn't the patients, it was the idiots on the other side of the desk.

I need to get off the Internet and go accomplish something. I may move furniture. Or just fold laundry. Not sure how ambitious I am today.

Go forth, Zen, and be productive as much, or as little, as you want. For me, productive today meant unloading/loading the dishwasher, making breakfast and reading some of the anti-anxiety workbook my therapist gave me. I may take a shower later.

I have not been productive today, except in the sense of cleaning off the DVR. Even that I have not gotten very far with, but I will keep plugging away.

-t is me. I'm typing in the semi-dark right now because I'm too lazy to get up to turn on the lights. What? The keyboard is backlit.

Shower has been achieved. I am dressed, even if it is indoor pants. Next up is cooking dinner with my roommate. I feel very accomplished.

I've got fresh sheets on the spare and the toilet is clean and that's all I'm going to be able to manage.

I'm just so over everything. I'm done. The world can just get the fuck off.

And now it is raining.

Fuckitall, pouring a drink, chugging it and heading over to see if they want to get food delivered to my place.

GODDAMNEDMOTHERFUCKINGAUTOCORRECT.

This afternoon I swapped out my old sofa slipcovers for new ones I bought (yay! no more dingy cat urine scented off-white sofa!), vacuumed, and did a load of laundry. My living room is actually suitable for human company at the moment.

After Galavant is over I'll clean out the litterboxes, take out trash, and do dishes.

Some days (only some days!) I miss being unemployed...

I spent a few minutes today wishing I didn't have to work tomorrow then realizing that, oh, having a job is good.

Also Girl Scouts were selling cookies door to door today. Beats the hell out of leaving them in Kat's freezer forever. According to my tummy. Peanut butter patties are yum.

So basically I need my job to buy puppy kibble and cookies.

I sat around most of the day and then sorting laundry just made me so tired and dizzy, I had to sit down again. I dislike this cold.

I had my roommate rent a zip van, and we drove across on the ferry to Bainbridge and over to my ex-coworker's house, where I got a super nice table (which has a fancy built-in leaf) and six chairs, and then we managed to be Strong Women and get it into my house on our own. And then my ex-roommate came back (she's in town this weekend, and is now stuck here until Thursday because her flight to NY got canceled tomorrow...sadly, I'm leaving for a work trip tomorrow), and we went on a walk because it is GORGEOUS out here.

And my arms hurt from all that carrying. I probably should go to the gym more.