Yay cheese! Yeah, a full day of work after a bout of food poisoning is plenty to wear a person out.

Olive salad? Wow.

I made butter chicken from scratch and it's good but way too filling and now I have a LOT of it. Also I made rice very badly. Should've paid more attention but was busy with the chicken!

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Leftovers of butter chicken should freeze well.

Or you could just send it to me. I have homemade English muffins I'm willing to trade.

I'm sorry to hear about so many entitled adult kids living rent free being so persnickety about having to do some dishes. I'm sure I myself would take on that chore to demonstrate my fervent gratitude about having a roof over my head when times are hard.

You'd honestly think. But, no, even if they aren't *your* kids, it still doesn't work that way. I thought I'd learned that lesson. I think I have now.

Agreed. Dishes and taking out the kitchen trash are all that matters.

Nothing that will be stank upon return and you are good.

I think the GOP establishment got what they wanted from Trump, the SCOTUS, and they are not going to put themselves at risk by doing a lot of illegal things to hand him the election. If he clearly wins, fine, but of he wants to do a lot of shady legal maneuvering to cheat his way in, they are not going to support him. He is now more a detriment than a boon to the party, and they have their eyes on their own elections.

Not that it's news but Scrappy is wise.

Those English muffins looked so good.

I'm filling my ballot tonight and dropping it off tomorrow depending on their hours.

I'm trying to be an upstanding (getting there at least five minutes before my start instead of five after, that's really my only true slack but it's such a visible one) employee but feel like I'm dropping the ball on too much. Not really at work but I'm exhausted so it affects work. I'm not even consciously stressing about the election. I think I'm probably pushing everything down. I sold a car, painting a house interior, paid property taxes. I have the most reaction to the painting. This is, historically in my brain's nonneurotypicalness, bad. I only came to that conclusion a couple of hours ago. Also I need a fence.

I would totally trade for homemade English muffins! Where's the adaptor for "sending things through the tubes"?

I would also like some butter chicken, please and thank you.

Alla y'all with the fancy food that sounds so good! I seem to be skipping dinner - that slice was pretty big and I'm just rolling with the not-that-hungry vibe. Will probably regret it in the morning, but so it goes.

((Cass)) I hope you can get some restful rest and a fence.

Yeah, I think going to bed soon is good.

Finish voting tomorrow.

Had fun beginning the explanation of the "I do not understand this part of myself at all" way where I'm at to the Boy. He basically said to tuck myself into bed and tell him even more tomorrow. Sweet.

And offered to pup sit if I needed to go put my brain in a slightly distant place for a night or two. I cannot even explain how much that meant to me.

The Boy sounds wonderful, Cass.