Not gin. At least not cheap gin. I have no informed opinion on expensive gin.

I'd try whiskey, but I'll try whiskey in almost anything.

I went with a lemon vodka made with real lemons.

I like iced tea vodka with lemonade...so I think lemon vodka with sweet tea sounds good!

Volunteer Training was this morning. We had a big group and it is HOT. I'm done but I'm sitting in the shade and done want to move. Just the idea of getting in my car is daunting. Yes I can put the top down, but it is going to be an oven in there.

Y'all, I have reached peak cat person/introvert status. My landlord is here to work on the tree that blew down in the storm.

I've gone into the kitchen a couple of times to get water, and slunk around corners so he wouldn't see me from the windows. I just do not want to interact.

I'm reading in bed, and there's just a lace curtain, when I see a flash of silver and he's leaning a ladder against the house right outside my bedroom window. So I straight up EEK and roll off the freaking bed and crab scuttle to the bathroom like I'm Walter White and he's the DEA.

Then I dash-slink-scuttle to the front door and dead bolt it, because yesterday he had to use the power strip in the front room for his electric chain saw.

He didn't tell us he was coming by to work on the tree, so I don't even feel bad. MY HOUSE IS WHERE I DON'T HAVE TO PEOPLE. Much less my bedroom, when I'm reading in my scanties with the cats!

At least text and let me know you're planning on coming here. And I still don't know why the heck he needed to get up on the ladder.

I went with a lemon vodka made with real lemons.

ooh, I was about to suggest (too late) lemon vodka. But then I'll drink lemon vodka in just about anything.

You know what's awesome in an overwhelming way? Mountain Dew with lemon vodka. It tastes like a melted alcoholic lollipop. Super refreshing, as your eyes roll back.

Strix, I've done that too. Recently, even. Yesterday. Hiding in my house from workmen prowling about. I need to tell the landscaper to text or call me in advance and stop just showing up. I was on the couch in my underwear eating Cheetos! In front of the patio window! FFS. If my cats didn't alert me by going apeshit whenever someone's outside, they might have SEEN ME.

Shall I go to the Board Game Club tonight, or stay home and continue my "spring" cleaning spree? I've missed the last few meetings, but an actual desire to clean is such a rare thing in me, I feel I should nurture it.

It's turning into yet another horrible weekend. But I'm used to feeling fairly miserable all the time so what the hell.

Which hotel, Teppy? And can you plan an extra hour in your return trip to take a stroll through Old Salem? Man, I miss Old Salem. Salem College uses the old buildings as classrooms, and our poetry classes and workshops were held there. I miss the Center for Women Writers library/meeting room as much as I miss my old house. If you're there around meal time, check out Salem Tavern and snicker at the waitpeople in pre-Revolutionary drag. Those kneebritches and hose do show off some nice calves occasionally, though.

I am overwhelmed with wanting to do everything and just seem to be doing nothing. Help me choose (partial list of what I WANT to do today (impossible)):

bake banana bread
move everything off and really clean kitchen counters (at least one section)
move furniture and deep clean back living room (at least half the room)
make gazpacho
sweep and mop kitchen
vacuum both living rooms

I already did dishes, got a load of laundry in, and cleaned out the litter.

Start the bread and then do the counters while it's in the oven. Unless it's too hot for that. If so, do the living room.

My party was cancelled, which was probably the right call because even though it hasn't rained (yet) (here), it's chilly! And the thing I went to turned out to be a meeting, not a rally, but maybe there's a rally I can go to tomorrow.