Zoe ,'War Stories'
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Heh. I won't tell a soul, and I'm sure I've done the same thing, but that's still funny.
I've breakfasted and packed a lunch and showered and gotten dressed and that seems like enough for one day, I would like to crawl back into bed now. I have a two and half hour meeting to look forward to this morning, though, so I won't.
Someone from the construction company behind us was plowing the alley perpendicular to ours but now seems to have stopped and I'm worried they won't do our alley like they usually do and we'll be stuck here forever. (Or until we get out and dig the rest of our alley out.)
Is it too late to go take them a thank-you thermos of coffee or hot chocolate and guilt them into doing your alley?
Is it too late to go take them a thank-you thermos of coffee or hot chocolate and guilt them into doing your alley?
I don't know where they went. They were plowing a path through the construction lot for a bet but I don't hear them out there now.
My problem is that the older I get, the more visual I get -- if I can't see it, it doesn't exist, so I have to clothes in folded piles where I can see everything, and shoes within view (one way or another).
God this is me. My house is a mess, but the things that deeply annoy me right now are the excess number of water bottles and the number of bags that are all over my damn house.
My problem is that the older I get, the more visual I get -- if I can't see it, it doesn't exist, so I have to clothes in folded piles where I can see everything, and shoes within view (one way or another).
This is a huge problem for me with ltc's clothes. She'll grow out of something before she has even worn it because I couldn't easily see it in the drawer when picking out her outfits.
I just pulled a bunch of shirts out of my closet because I haven't worn them since we moved and when I went through them I didn't find one that was "Oh, so that is where that shirt is", so out they go. Now to move them from the pile in my room to a donation center.
For the record, I never cleaned the bathroom or got work done yesterday. But I do feel good about bringing a bag to Goodwill! And I only brought home one sweater and two books.
Oh my good god, SNOW. This town is so unprepared for storms like this. There's just not enough *room* -- the borough dates back to the early 1700s, when you were parking your horse in a stable, not your car on a street.
That's it for winter, right? We're done now?
That's it for winter, right? We're done now?
I believe that it's up to Mr. Groundhog to decide, next week.