HELP I have fallen down the spoonflower pinterest wormhole.
ION parents' small stuff is moved, mom seems pleased (now). Their new neighbors are awesome and funny and fun. There are a ton of gardeners for my mom to hang out with. There are no stairs for my dad to wrestle with. He seemed pretty frail (though his mouth was working just fine) and my mom said he hasn't been doing much exercise lately - he mostly read while we packed, which is fine. My sister and I are getting him a tracking device... er, fitbit... for fathers' day. I am wiped out and there was SO MUCH DUST and so much snark.
Jessica that house is GORGEOUS.
Good thoughts for the kitten, Meara.
Wtf. I woke up at 615 this morning. This does not happen to me. I am not a 615 sort of person. But I was having stressy work dreams (though not about actual work, just dream work!)
I was thinking of going to the folklife festival today--it's every Memorial Day weekend here and I haven't been the past few years. Lots of music and dancing and vendors. But part of me is like "...or I could sit on the couch some more..."
I think all my bruises and aches from falling on Saturday hurt worse today. Blergh. [Autocorrect wants to make that "Bletchley ". Bletchley?]
Jesse, my cats pretty much poop once a day, so with the transition and all, I wouldn't be too concerned.
I laugh because so true. The AM crowd is decidely unsharey.
And so goddamn passive agressive. Which, granted, is something I have no patience for. Upon watching two ladies glare at the lane lines for a full 5 minutes a good 15 minutes before their class, I made the guard laugh with my muttered 'The Force is not with them, that line ain't moving' They couldn't even be assed to move it themselves.
And then another sputtered at me for actually making a splash. In a goddamned pool.
I do not like the morning seniors, no I do not.
Also, coffee+ swim= holy heartburn! Ugh.
So not a morning person.
I woke up at 5:30am, fed the cats, and went back to bed guilt-free. Holidays are nice. I don't think I'll go out anywhere today, I don't feel up for crowds, but I plan to get a lot more done on my cleaning/organizing project.
It looks like it's going to rain all day here. Which is fine, because I need to work today (if I stop reading Avengers fanfic, that is), but it kills Tim's plans to do yard work.
I got up at 6am and did yard work before the rain. Fear me. And now we are having good drenching steady rains, much needed. We are also having pissy fits from the male members of the family, not so needed.
oof, I need my morning coffee. Better finish brewing soon.
Today's plan is to go on a walk/hike later with friends from Franny's old elementary school. This weekend has been good for active family bonding. Way better than our usual plan of sitting like lumps all weekend until the stress builds high enough on Sunday for someone to start crying.
That sounds awesome, Burrell!
It looks like most of the folklife festival stuff doesn't start until 11AM. If I were good, I"d get right on keeping myself busy until then (cleaning? Organizing? Paying bills? Running?) but I suspect I may just sit on the couch until then. I did make breakfast though!
So not a morning person.
You get up and work out in the morning. Morning-ier than many of us, you are!
Only when I won't be able to do it at my preferred hour!
