Just because cool now has a new definition, I’m going to live-blog my manic progress today on last post’s to do list. It’s more for me, than you, so really, enjoy a nap on me.
- 4pm – My kitchen floor has been rubbed lovingly (and not so much so) with a cloth and Mr Clean and the baseboards and joints were scrubbed with a toothbrush. Then I mopped, just, you know, to make sure it was clean.
- 5pm – Thanks to Dora, two loads of dishes got washed (I burned my hand) and dinner’s veggies have been prepped and are being sauteed.
- 5:30pm – Dinner is 75% ready, but we don’t eat until after 6pm, so it’s cooling in the fridge and we’re going out for some air (and to get me some coffee!)
- 6pm – Home from our walk, coffee in hand, smoked my very last smoke in the pack. Checked the mail and finally got my airmiles reward – $10 card for Starbucks! Once there, find $5 on the floor. Karma?
- 6:20pm – we’re eating dinner. Grilled red peppers, garlic mashed potatoes and peppered steak strips. Isobel is mad cuz I’m making her wait until the potatoes are cooled to have them. Mean Mommy.
- 8:05pm – lesson learned: do not give Isobel three Pockys if I want the emotional stability to deal with her afterwards and not resume smoking. Bought another pack. With her in her PJs. I’m classy.
- 8:40pm – laundry is already sorted (you do know that I sort it into colour-appropriate baskets as it gets dirty don’t you?), so I’ll throw it in the washers in 20 minutes. Just put Isobel to bed after reading a couple of books – she goes in the crib with one every night too, but I’m pretty sure the Pockies (sp?) did her in, cuz she is soundless. Ahhhhhh, nice….
- 9:40pm – the slump has hit. You know how I know? Cuz I’m still sitting here at the computer. I’m on Cre8Buzz, stalking and sexually harassing, but my laundry? Still sitting beside the TV where I left it. I’m having fantasies of more coffee and also Jared Leto – circa my so called life. K no, but the word fantasies makes me picture him and the long sleeved waffles shirts and that little black rope choker he wore and makes me remember how my drugged out 14 year old self would ‘plan’ to jump him and pull on the necklace. Cuz I was so badass. Uhuh.
- 10:55pm – Well, I’m done changing my cre8buzz profile. Again. I change profiles and themes like I move furniture and eat crackers. Often, very quickly and without taste.
- 10:56pm – There was important things I was going to do, right?
- 11:05pm – Now, I’m just regressing, by subscribing to the LOLcats Feed. I think it’s time for something yummy and chocolate to accompany House and crocheting.
