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.
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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.
Yipes Tom, that's a lot of snow!
I unfucked up my back in the pool, but another round of hauling boxes and its fucked up again. Crawling. Movers are doing their thing, nothing left for me but to be in the way, so I'm home, waiting until they are done to come over and crash.
For their sake, I really hope they get out ahead of the worst of the storm. They're driving a 26' truck, towing her car on a platform.
Meep! sarameg, that sounds like a scary drive. Sorry your back is re-fucked up; they are such bothersome and persnickety body parts.
meara, I saw the pictures. A gorgeous table, indeed.
I hope the storm isn't as bad as they are predicting. Stay safe, everyone!
NY can blame my employer for the impending storm. We're loading The Iceman Cometh into BAM this week.