'Lessons'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, nail polish, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
A day without natter is too much, a day and a half, really too long.
Good: I had no anxiety attacks for 2 days straight. WHOOT!
Bad: A family we are friends with has bedbugs.
Good: Because of my past experience I am able to be of service and help them.
Bad: They financially are not going to be able to do everything I did.
Good: COWBOYS WIN!
Good: I got new black boots and mary-janes.
Good: I have some ideas about getting a job.
OK, I'm packed but for a few things needed in the morning, I think. Boxes scooped, catsitters touched-base with, shredding done. Still have to put out the recycling and decide on my earring strategy. Must get up early early early. Need to leave here by 7.
Cash, you need this.
The actual holidays are going to be the least stressful part of the holidays.
I has a bread machine!
(I originally went out for a hard drive, but hey.)
I just spent less than $50 at Target! My other accomplishment for the day was to throw out the spices that have been sitting in the back of the cabinet for nearly 10 years.
Bad: They financially are not going to be able to do everything I did.
Good: They are in Texas and have heat options you did not in NYC. I've heard tales of people locking black plastic bags of stuff in hot cars for a few days and cooking the little bastards. Easier in August, but maybe they could store the bags if it won't work now?
God, my sister just ripped the shit out of my drawing. In a concritty way, but I would hate to be a student in a class of hers where she's actually in her field of expertise.
She was right, but ouch.
And Burrell got to her hear whine about the strenuous hardship of being in New Orleans. Very convincing, that.
Well she wasn't planning on enjoying the night life in NO. Which is kinda doing it wrong, or if not doing it wrong (given that she knows the place better than I ever will) then at least taking it for granted.
She's being forced to enjoy the nightlife. Poor bubbie. By our aunt, who's dragging her out night after night.
C'mon, sis! Don't waste the Big Easy! Gotta do the vicarious living!