So today I learned I have Norwegian rats in the crawlspace: they tunnel under the foundations! And then I read Parable of the Sower, which is just not a book you want to read when you're already worried about ... stuff. Anything.

So now I'm just fucking depressed.

(I will get the rats dealt with, but the long-term fix is about $10K, because I would have to get the foundation sealed with concrete.

Yikes, that is a lot of money, and I did not know that about rats?! Tunnel under the foundation!?! I don’t even want to think about it.

Today am thankfully feeling better, and just brought some homemade lactation cookies to friends with a three week old baby, and they gave me pedialyte popsicles, because one of them is on a similar medication and said having one in the morning really helped her. Fingers crossed!

Tom, that is a lot. Man bun and pencil mustache is a lot but…ascot!

Tom, that is a lot. Man bun and pencil mustache is a lot but…ascot!

Every generation needs its next John Waters.

Ugh, Consuela. The never-ending joy of home ownership.

It's Monday. I'm listening to music while plowing through my work, which is also never-ending.

Happy Belated Birthday Karl!

Boo rats in the house. .

Back to work after Thursday and Friday off and attending 3 days of yarn festival goodness. My level of DO NOT WANT TO WORK is so high. Not helping is that I am the only one in my little area of the office.

Boo not feeling well and rats.

Mr. S’s behavior at bedtime sounds like sundowning.

I am also not that interested in working after a week away.

I am also not interested in working for no particular reason

Ate and could easily fall asleep at my desk. Still not wanting to work.

Look forward to my inevitable burst of energy around 8 tonight. Stupid body.

So today I learned I have Norwegian rats in the crawlspace: they tunnel under the foundations!

Big fucking yikes to all of that.

I flew back to California last night. The taxi should have taken maybe 25 minutes but I think it took twice that amount of time, and I spent the entire ride hoping that I would get home without being in a car accident. I made it home late but unharmed aside from the stress of being a passenger in a car with someone who maybe shouldn't have a driver's license.

I'm at the office because I got notice that they're testing the new fire alarm system in my building today, and I already was at a "if I didn't have noise-cancelling headphones, I would stab you for the sounds you keep making" level of irritation on my flight last night with the dudes seated in my row. Very much would like maintenance to finish up testing so I can unpack my suitcase, do laundry, and get some groceries.