One of THOSE Days
Okay, I realize it is still early yet, but I'm about ready to write today off.
First off, I woke up late after having weird dreams (something about an organizational guru sending her little minions after a mechanic - I think I need to limit my caffeinated teas to before lunch) and I can barely stumble through making Dan's lunch. Thank goodness he realized I didn't put a spoon in and grabbed one because I really wouldn't want him to have to eat the casserole I made yesterday with his fingers.
Anyway, I laid down on the couch to see if I couldn't wake my brain up (or get my body to fall back to sleep - neither happened) and Happy kept growling at me! Sigh. She's not feeling well at all because she had her rabies shot yesterday. Of course the whole vet thing freaked her out anyway, but the rabies shot always seems to knock them for a loop. So she's been camped out on the couch (hasn't moved from the afghan since yesterday evening as far as I can tell) and didn't want to share with me at all.
I took my shower and was feeling all clean, toasty warm and finally a little awake. I got dressed then went to open the living room blinds (yes, if you see my blinds closed during the day, you know I'm still in my pjs. I'll take the garbage to the curb in my robe but insist the blinds be closed until I'm dressed for the day). Anyway, I opened the first one blind and moved to open the second when I suddenly felt something cold and mushy squishing between my toes. UGH! I stepped right in cold kitty puke. Barefoot! UGH! Just thinking about it makes me want to wash my feet again. That right there kind of put the topper on my day. Sigh.
So to make myself feel better (after thoroughly washing my foot off), I decided to give myself a pedicure.
(ETA: I would also like to point out that I've posted at least once a day everyday since the 27th (if you include the no-post post). I guess I really am feeling better! I think I count myself fully healed (thought I wouldn't mind the scars going away now)).
First off, I woke up late after having weird dreams (something about an organizational guru sending her little minions after a mechanic - I think I need to limit my caffeinated teas to before lunch) and I can barely stumble through making Dan's lunch. Thank goodness he realized I didn't put a spoon in and grabbed one because I really wouldn't want him to have to eat the casserole I made yesterday with his fingers.
Anyway, I laid down on the couch to see if I couldn't wake my brain up (or get my body to fall back to sleep - neither happened) and Happy kept growling at me! Sigh. She's not feeling well at all because she had her rabies shot yesterday. Of course the whole vet thing freaked her out anyway, but the rabies shot always seems to knock them for a loop. So she's been camped out on the couch (hasn't moved from the afghan since yesterday evening as far as I can tell) and didn't want to share with me at all.
Puny Happy
I took my shower and was feeling all clean, toasty warm and finally a little awake. I got dressed then went to open the living room blinds (yes, if you see my blinds closed during the day, you know I'm still in my pjs. I'll take the garbage to the curb in my robe but insist the blinds be closed until I'm dressed for the day). Anyway, I opened the first one blind and moved to open the second when I suddenly felt something cold and mushy squishing between my toes. UGH! I stepped right in cold kitty puke. Barefoot! UGH! Just thinking about it makes me want to wash my feet again. That right there kind of put the topper on my day. Sigh.
So to make myself feel better (after thoroughly washing my foot off), I decided to give myself a pedicure.
Pedicure for me!
(ETA: I would also like to point out that I've posted at least once a day everyday since the 27th (if you include the no-post post). I guess I really am feeling better! I think I count myself fully healed (thought I wouldn't mind the scars going away now)).
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