It's my last day at home before I head to my parents' for the holidays, so I am totally in Get Shit Done mode. I have been using twitter to proclaim my done list. But so far:
One sweater returned
Another sweater exchanged for different colour
Met with 2 different cat sitters to give keys
Litter cleaned
Exchanged timer @ walmart
New timer set in DR
3 loads of laundry done, 2 dried and folded
Counters in Kitchen wiped down two
Cleared the sidewalk
Bought final piece of SiL's Xmas present.
Whew!
I still need to:
Fix Xmas lights in LR
Get GC for my brother
Go to Liquor store
General tidy of house
Wrap hostess gift for party
Vacuum
Pack
Do dishes
I have two different Xmas parties tonight, so I can't poop around today.
My tasks for today are:
Clean all the things
Watch all the Tivo before the new DVR gets installed tomorrow
Both fairly massive tasks, but I am making a lot more progress on one than the other.
man, today shall be declared get shit done day.
GO!
I am entering my receipts.
Get shit done!
Throw on some music and get it done.
I threw on the Grinch and got it done!
I got it lit up (and it hasn't set itself or anything else on fire!), and got 8 ornaments on it, but then I had to stop to have a discussion with Dita about whether or not she could eat the tree.
I am sick and yet I have to:
1. Beta for Yuletide
2. Go to the museum with family/extended family
3. Go feed my parents.
I would much rather sit at home and write. I am all Grinchy today.
I almost wrangled my kitchen into submission, and I told the cable guy not to come (cable spontaneously regenerated). I've mostly sorted my recycling, and I might even shred my accumulated credit card offers and
finally
pay my power bill (it's the only fucking monthly bill that comes in the mail only, and I'm so bad about mail).
But first, I think I should make pancakes.
Feel better, 'Suela.
My sister said she would help me dye my hair stubble purple today, but I need to remember where I put the dye.
I remember dying my hair purple with my sister! Good times, good times. And then we went out and got mistaken for a lesbian couple. Irritating times, irritating times.
