I, um, scrubbbed the toilet and vanity (should do the mirror. Don' wanna) in the bath, did some hand laundry and hung to dry. Spot mopped the kitchen floor (should do the bathroom floor. Don' wanna) Put recyclings in the bin to take out before pickup. Made breakfast, washed b'fast dishes, wiped down counters, cooktop, and hood. Should clean kitchen sink, don' wanna. Hung up clean clothes, put dirty clothes in hamper. Got checkbook out to pay lot dues (didn't write the check, missed the mail. Oh well, not due till the fifth). Opened a document and futzed with formatting, closed it without adding to it at all. Made lunch, cleaned up dishes, counter, and table from lunch.
Want nap now.
This stupid house situation combined with the stress of current events is proving too much for my trusty anti-depressants. Still functional, but not at a very high level. I hate my brain sometimes.
sarameg, that's an idea. I have some pea protein that might work.
Beverly, I saw some avocados on the counter. I can definitely whirl them up into some soup.
The winner tonight was miso soup with some soft tofu in.
Until a few days ago, she was going downstairs and had access to the tv. She's too tired to even read at this point. So, I contrived to get some Great British Bake Off episodes onto her laptop. That was enough distraction that she got through a whole mug of the soup, so that was a triumph.
I don't think it will be long now.
Pix, I'm so frustrated on your behalf about that house. Shady people suck.
~ma for all those struggling.
I did dishes, a load of laundry, and burned a whole bunch of stuff for 5 hours in a back yard bonfire. I got the back yard pretty well cleared and will burn again with the debris from the front. Also, fire pretty.
OK, washed the dog. So have accomplished something.
I am at s work function tonight for work. They got us suites at horse racing track. A horse just fell in a race and broke his legs and they had to put it down. Like right there. I left the balcony as soon as it happened and do did not see anything but the fall. Actually have no idea if the jockey got up or not. I just want to leave now, I feel sick.
Oh my god. How horrible. Bless that poor creature, and you. I can't imagine.
Banana muffins are acceptable for dinner, right? Homemade, fruit...
