flea, I feel you. Our temp house is fairly clean, but the trust fund gansta wanna-be left trash all over the back porch, and animals got into it. I now have an unfired BULLET sitting on the railing of the back porch YOU FUCKING MORON WHO PUTS UNFIRED BULLETS IN THE TRASH?!
Jesus Christ. The landlord is the nicest guy in the world and this former tenant was straight-up trashy-rich, and used this nice little house in a darling neighborhood as a faux-gangster party house. It's a seriously cute house, and I imagine the neighbors HATED her.
UNFIRED BULLETS. I kind of want her to come back for a couple of things left behind so I can tell her off.
That sounds wonderful, aurelia! Glad throat-punching can wait.
Yay mulch!
I guess I am officially not going to my 25th college reunion in 3 weeks. I was being all indecisive about it - I would like to see the people I was there with and catch up, but there's a whole weekend scheduled by the college and it's all things that probably would be interesting but don't make me think "oh, yes, can't miss that" so I was dithering. Taking the whole weekend seemed excessive, but going that distance just for dinner also seemed silly. Turns out the Shell refinery my dad worked at is having its 100th anniversary celebration that Saturday, also, and I'd rather go to that. I went to the 75th anniversary and I know that was good, and the refinery has impacted my life more than my college did, I think. Also, fewer people asking me what I am up to these days - I have not perfected a succinct response.
So much to do this weekend it's hard to pick where to start. Especially as I slept a long time last night but not, somehow, well.
I slept forever last night and woke up feeling that achy and stuffed up feeling when you sleep too long. It's sunny and gorgeous out, so I went for a walk along the lake and then to pick up some groceries. Now I am exhausted and ready to crash again, so I think I will spend the rest of the day crashed out while watching Hulu and Netflix.
Good call.
I have made my To Do List for the weekend, which feels like a reasonable accomplishment even if it is basically my only one before lunch.
I woke up with a headache and haven't managed to do anything. I'm not even showered. I'm flopped in bed with my beasts and beating myself up for not getting motivated. I need a reason to get up. Or maybe it's okay to nurse a headache in bed all day, but I feel like it's not.
I'm the level of not quite sick where I can do things just fine (dentist, dad, library), but as soon as I sit down I feel like crap. So I guess I'll skip the fundraiser I was going to go to tonight?
I'm always having to convince myself that it's okay to do nothing. I have laundry in the washer and probably will empty the dishwasher sometime today.
I slept really poorly last night and it's totally thrown me off today. It took me about an hour to work up the wherewithal to go to the grocery store and then I couldn't figure out what I wanted when I was there. I'm also in that too restless to nap phase. Ugh.
On the plus side, it's finally a warm, snow-melting kind of day here.
Man, it must be going around. I slept too long and woke up feeling like crap too, all headachy and tired. It's a gorgeous day, though. Maybe the change of the weather or the tree sex is to blame. The birds are sure happy, singing their little heads off out there. I think I will eat ice cream and watch tv with the windows open while the cats nap.
Pix, I hear ya--I woke up with a headache and didn't get up until about 11:30. I'm now eating breakfast but still feel pretty crappy (I didn't even DRINK last night!). It looks nice outside, so I'm trying to convince myself that a nice walk somewhere would be good for me. Sadly my coworker who is usually really good about walks is out of town this weekend. And I'm feeling cranky that I have to get on a plane at noon tomorrow, so....I might just do nothing. Maybe a load of laundry.
