Oh, you did? Why am I always the last to know everything?
I was busy this evening with paperwork ~ yes, I don't understand how someone with 2 casual crap jobs ends up with 3 volunteer positions filled with meetings & paperwork, but there you go. That's my lot in life {le sigh}. So I missed the big debut of Ashton Krutcher on 2 1/2 Men. Woe is me. I'll watch it tomorrow. Or not at all. I miss Charlie....
Last night was a shit night for sleep. I am refinishing a piece of furniture in the garage & needed to put a second coat on today as the garage door man is coming tomorrow to fiddle-fart around putting the new overhead door in, & I had big, grandiose plans of getting up at 7 AM & getting busy with the brush before work.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!.....breathe.....HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Ok. I've calmed down. But I really did have these plans. I had my alarm set & everything! Then, I had an absolute shit night, complete with headache, back ache, leg ache, & 2 annoying visits from Princess Diva. Oh, let's not mention the 2 trips to the bathroom {stoopid tea!} & the persistent glow from the laptop cord.
Needless to say, I didn't just hit the snooze this morning. Nope. I reprogrammed the alarm completely to attempt to get the sleep I desperately needed to face:
- work
- place-where-I-worship board meeting
- Oldsters sing-song
- 2 play rehearsals
- reviewing financial reports
I bailed on work this afternoon after the sing-song, came home and wielded the brush like the trooper/home decorator that I am. 1 rehearsal was cancelled due to illness, & I did manage to get the most pressing financial reports read.
My bed is calling me. What's it saying? "Avast, ye scurvey dog! Get thee to bed, wench, & shiver me timbers!"
This man, this Doug Savage of savagechickens.com? He's a freakin' genius. YAR! |
Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day.
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