I have a shit ton of work to do today, but so far have been to Starbucks and out with the dog for a couple hours.

Plan part one is done--There are 12 cubic feet of mulch in my car! Breakfast has also been ordered and I am 20 yards or so away from TJs.

I'm also thinking about going back to Costco to return the really good sale priced kitchen faucet I bought yesterday for the cabin in favor of the really expensive one that i lurve.

I coffeed myself several times and ate some yogurt before showering. Now I'm on my way downtown for brunch and Furious 7. After that, who knows?

I am confused by people today. Someone in a vegan food group posted a photo of some vegan "ribs" she made. Pretty much just a block of seitan with seasonings, grilled. It looked pretty good. Anyway, someone commented that she didn't like foods that are made to look like meat. Which, OK, whatever. But then her examples of foods that she'd prefer: veggie burgers and veggie sausage. Which she is now insisting have nothing at all to do with meat, while veggie ribs are clearly gross because they look like meat.

People are certainly peculiar.

You'll be looking at the faucet a long time, brenda, get the one you love! Disclaimer: my kitchen faucet is the cheap-ass one that came with the utility sink in the garage (there's a faucet set into the wall out there so that sink didn't need a faucet) BUT I love it and it makes me happy to use it.

That is weird, Hil.

Get what you love, Brenda! It will make you happy when you use it. (Though this is part of my issue with the Marie Kondo school--the clothing pieces that bring me "joy" are really not necessarily the ones I actually need or tend to wear. I mean, sure, the goldfish-patterned knee socks are great, but sometimes a girl just needs boring black socks that don't inspire joy but do go well with the shoes and outfit?)

I have eaten breakfast and coffeed, and am now needing to get my ass in gear and pack (and hopefully run a work report thing that wasn't functioning on Friday afternoon). Don't wanna, though. But I have to leave in an hour to make my flight.

You've convinced me. I will do at least an hour of work and then go reward myself.

Plan for today: do all the things. (So far, bring a carload of stuff to new house, scrub walls of half the living room, grocery shop, mourn lack of including lunch in the grocery shopping.)

The kids have been pounced on by 2 10 year old girls on the block, and they're having a bake sale (involving fudge, which isn't baked, but whatevs.) So far I know of 5 10 year olds on the block: Julia, Lily, Ava, Olivia, and John (the last 2 are twins.)

B5 fans: Check out Paul Krugman's blog [link] (I suspect this was a suggestion by Krugman, who studied economics because it was the closest he could get to Asimov's psychohistory.)