Hmmm. Sweety left for his trip this morning and will be back on Sunday. And while it was nice to go check out HNT photos without any interruption - it stinks to be home alone.
Have you ever had to talk to someone who's voice was like salt sprinkled on your last nerve? Those people need to be debarked.
I'm sleepy but don't want to go to bed because I'll have to go to work when I wake up.
The printer is jammed and I'm just leaving it because I'd have to turn on the light to fix it. Didn't really need to print anything anyway.
Have I mentioned my distate for forwarded emails? Consider it mentioned.
Procrastination is my middle name. Our Christmas cards are still waiting patiently in the box for me to address and mail them. They boys' thank you notes from their birthdays 3 weeks ago need stamps. Tiny dog Oy even has a fucking thank you note that's been rattling around in my ride while waiting for a stamp. I usually mail out my Christmas cards too close to Christmas so everyone gets them afterwards. I think that helps the holiday last longer for everyone.
If it's the last thing I do, I will get all my shit mailed this Saturday that needs to go out.
I think Sweety took all my creativity with him. Crapola.