Headache, nauseous, too many loads of laundry, and exhaused.
Xander ,'Touched'
Natter 74: Ready or Not
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sorry, Suzi.
I have managed to wash my sheets and put them back on my bed. I went to Walgreens for meds. I went to the grocery store for some lemon ginger tea. I've got a load of laundry in because I've been sweating through all my pajamas. Once the laundry is put away, I'm not doing anything else productive today, because I'm still sick.
I intended to do my taxes this weekend, but that's clearly not happening.
Took two bags of books to the library and returned stuff that needed to be returned. Now I'm trying to deal with insurance paperwork.
I've....sat on my couch with a heating pad, made a quesadilla, and caught up on my stories (aka, Grey's, and in the midst of How to Get Away With Murder).
I fell asleep for almost two hours, which is bad given how much I need to do this weekend, but otherwise good and needed
Ack! I am turning into the person who exercises for 2 1/2 hours on the weekend. That is so not me. I feel like I'm channeling Kat and Kristin minus the running, but they are two of my exercise heroes. See also: sarameg.
As a side note: exercise is WAY better at stimulating my brain's reward center than grading
I've done laundry, washed dishes, done a little work work, done some work on the software for my wife's study which needs to be done soon, cleaned some carpet, and am working on cleaning the garage.
I filled the gas tank, checked the oil, bought oil, picked up prescriptions, dropped off old laptop batteries at Best Buy, dropped off the latest collection at the thrift store, and picked up my comics hold. Now to take a shower.
I shot photographs and day drank. Which is about as pathetic as it sounds.
Neither sounds pathetic to me on a Saturday.
I did some laundry, went out to lunch, bought some household necessities, and just scrubbed my sink after waking from a nap. My apartment is basically in the least embarrassing shape it's been in in the past several years, but weirdly the one thing I can't seem to muster motivation for is watching the Hugh Dancy movie I need to return to the library this weekend. WTF, brain?