My plan for the day included going to the office for a while and also getting to my band thing for sometime between two and three. Since I'm still home, I'm not sure how that's all going to work out. If I can motivate right now, at least I could do an hour+ at the office, which is better than nothing, I guess?
But I do not want to motivate right now! Or go to the office! Pfui.
Jesse, so far I haven't manage to motivate my ass out of bed ( so comfy!) so I can't help. But good luck!
But it's so much earlier where you are!
I think I can do it. At least I can get to the office and see how things go.
Update: Dad is stable right now.
And I honestly don't know how to feel about this.
You don't have to know, Strix.
In much lighter news, here is a lesson I have learned today: Don't fret before you have the whole story. I saw an email Friday from someone looking for updates on work I haven't done for him, but I didn't read the whole thing. Guess what? Two of the three are in motion, AND he's out next week, so I can definitely get the third done by then! Phew.
Timelies all!
Just got back from lunch and the supermarket. Put Mr.S in his crib in a vain attempt to get him to nap. Doesn't seem to be working, but at least he's not underfoot for the moment.(For some reason I was having a "I can't even" morning where he was constantly annoying me.)
my lesson of the day, eating helps. I forgot to eat when I got up. So eating something 4 hours later made me feel 1000X better.
Jesse, thanks. I'm just in a holding pattern right now.
Packing and cleaning the office-cum-catroom.
It is vile. OMG, the lower bookshelves and under the furniture.
I found a dessicated poop BEHIND some books. I mean, that took some strategy.
CATS YOU ARE GROSS BUT I LOVE YOU BUT JFC.
...fucking shit. Our supposed new landlord backed out of renting to us a after 5 days of us waiting after I pointed out his lease as written was illegal in KS.
I HOPE YOU USE IT ON SOMEONE ELSE AND THEY SUE YOU.
WTF, Strix! Too much stress.
Waiting sucks, Strix. I'm sorry.
Husband has reached the point of an in-person interview in Charlotte, so he has promptly lost his mind and decided that we need to get the house in sale-ready condition, so he is going around and dusting things and dealing with random home improvement projects.
Even though the plan would be for him to take a month or two and make REALLY FUCKING SURE he loves this job before we move again.
He just cleaned under the fridge.