(aka There's Always That One Thing, You Know? Damn Aliens.)
May 18, 2015 - 16:15
Mood: Tired, tense, and craving
Music: Who's Your Daddy ~ Toby Keith
Thought of the Day: "I find that my words sound better coming from my fingers than from my mouth. It's my honest opinion." ~ Lea
HAPPY VICTORIA DAY!
Having a rocky day today. Can't decide if I need uninterrupted "alone" time, or just really good sex. Little to no chance of getting either, so I guess I'll have to find something else. *sigh* Either way, I'm still a little overwhelmed with how much we still have to do in the new place. And it all seems to have deadlines and price tags. Guh. I'm taking the car in tomorrow to find out why I'm going through 1/8th of a tank of gas a day. (Going directly back and forth to work only.) Still have to get my van in from Camrose (and find where I packed the keys too! And pay for it as well ...) Half hoping I can trade both vehicles in for something newer and efficient.
I'm also trying to get the flower beds and garden ready. The flower beds are proving easier but the garden is so neglected that it took me 3 hours to clear a patch of dirt big enough for my cat to roll in. I need a rototiller ... but buy, or rent? Small chance of borrowing.We also have to get garage finished/cleared and set up for a garage sale next weekend. No rest for the wicked here. Just a couple of heavy items to move ... and then my poor muscles might be coaxed in to relaxing. Maybe. So far, they haven't believed me. Probably can't blame them.
Have a sunburn on the small of my back ... It never occurred to me to put sunscreen there. (I was fully clothed outside, but apparently my shirt kept riding up as I weeded.) Makes it a bit uncomfortable to wear pants ... Ah, well.
Oh. Yeah ... Tavis and I moved. Right out of the city. Now living in a small town that we feel safe in. Moved Mom back in with us too. Not sure how I'm dealing with that, but there it is. My god-mother suggested that I get her into a "home" so that she can be independent, but cared for and also have friends her age "to play with". this is a good plan, in theory, but also quite out of our (mine or Mom's) price range, and nobody else will take her in. So, here we are ... on the raggedy edge.
House is lovely. I adore it. It's everything that I want, Really. Hoping to have things fully unpacked by the weekend so that we can start inviting people over to see it! and have BBQ's and all that. Mom is insisting on having a pool. I don't mind that plan, and offered her a solution that won't take up yard space, or ruin the grass. 12' pool ... we are going to be very popular in the summer.
I need to get off the computer. This temporary desk surface is hurting my back ... another cost to worry about.
Sweet Dreams!
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