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Oct. 15th, 2019 12:06 pmEverything does in fact fit in my silly tote bag, but of course I forgot to put my work ID in it, so I've got The Badge of Shame for today.
Saturday was a good day for serendipity. After I cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom from ankle level upward, I went and bought all sorts of stuff I can't get at Trader Joe's (tonic water and toothpaste and button batteries and trash bags and dish soap and that sort of thing), and then went to the bookstore and found not only a calendar, which is what I was there for, but also a book I didn't know was out (The Warrior Moon) and a George and Martha omnibus. George and Martha are hippos, and I used to get those books out of the library when I was a little kid, so I bought the omnibus version. And then I went to Trader Joe's and loaded up on things like cheese and almonds and mochi rice nuggets (shame on me) and frozen entrees. And then I came home and did laundry and listened to my shoulders yelling at me.
Sunday I didn't do much of anything with, because I needed a day to do nothing. I wish I had known it was gorgeous out, because I spent entirely too much of the day indoors with the windows shut. I did finish reading The Warrior Moon, though, and it was OK, but it lagged a bit, and I should have re-read the second book because I had forgotten where some of the characters came from.
Yesterday I finally quit procrastinating and washed the floors. I'm not sure whether I washed the floors or whether I spread wetted kitty litter dust all over them, really, but I had at least swept and Swiffered them first. And I hauled everything out of the pantry and vacuumed it, and swept it, and Swiffered it, and then washed it. So hopefully the errant kitty litter problem has been stomped on for at least a week. I did get a little annoyed when I found myself trying to scrub the random marble pattern off the kitchen tiles under the impression it was dirt, though.
Of course after that I had to go buy kitty litter. And after I got home with the kitty litter, I opened the windows again and sat around listening to my shoulders yelling at me. At least it was a fairly productive weekend, and my shoulders were yelling at me for good reasons, but OW anyway.
Saturday was a good day for serendipity. After I cleaned the kitchen and the bathroom from ankle level upward, I went and bought all sorts of stuff I can't get at Trader Joe's (tonic water and toothpaste and button batteries and trash bags and dish soap and that sort of thing), and then went to the bookstore and found not only a calendar, which is what I was there for, but also a book I didn't know was out (The Warrior Moon) and a George and Martha omnibus. George and Martha are hippos, and I used to get those books out of the library when I was a little kid, so I bought the omnibus version. And then I went to Trader Joe's and loaded up on things like cheese and almonds and mochi rice nuggets (shame on me) and frozen entrees. And then I came home and did laundry and listened to my shoulders yelling at me.
Sunday I didn't do much of anything with, because I needed a day to do nothing. I wish I had known it was gorgeous out, because I spent entirely too much of the day indoors with the windows shut. I did finish reading The Warrior Moon, though, and it was OK, but it lagged a bit, and I should have re-read the second book because I had forgotten where some of the characters came from.
Yesterday I finally quit procrastinating and washed the floors. I'm not sure whether I washed the floors or whether I spread wetted kitty litter dust all over them, really, but I had at least swept and Swiffered them first. And I hauled everything out of the pantry and vacuumed it, and swept it, and Swiffered it, and then washed it. So hopefully the errant kitty litter problem has been stomped on for at least a week. I did get a little annoyed when I found myself trying to scrub the random marble pattern off the kitchen tiles under the impression it was dirt, though.
Of course after that I had to go buy kitty litter. And after I got home with the kitty litter, I opened the windows again and sat around listening to my shoulders yelling at me. At least it was a fairly productive weekend, and my shoulders were yelling at me for good reasons, but OW anyway.
