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I did nothing today.
That's not true. I got three loads of laundry sorted and put away, made breakfast and dinner, and ran a huge load of dishes through the washer. I finally had an excuse to break out my new serger (hey, Springwar garb!) and did so, spending an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out why the lowerlooper thread keeps breaking (this is going to be an ongoing experiment). I cleaned up the sewing room, put all the tools and materials into their proper drawers, and even cleaned up my pattern collection a little. I watched five episodes of Bones and ordered two snorg. com tees ("It's ok, Pluto, I'm not a planet either" and a sugar-skull Stormtrooper helmet. Got the guys' sizes so the sleeves go down past my armpits; gonna tailor them so I can wear them to work and not look like I'm wearing a tshirt, and I am so going to wear them to the store).
But...I did not dance, I did not work out, I didn't even leave the house ever. To be fair, there are anywhere between 1" and 48" of snow drifting across our property tonight, and I had no real desire to freeze the end of my nose off today. Matt got big and masculine about being able to shovel (the doctor cleared him for physical activity involving his shoulder as of Monday) even though it meant that he was popping Aleve the rest of the day (Rule 32: if there is the slightest possibility a man might overdo something in the interest of proving his masculinity, he will overdo it. No exceptions.) Oh, and i spent too much time laughing at these.
I need Opener to get here, and Springwars, so I have the chance for my dork side to shine again. I wore my dreds today because I missed them. I need the chance to dress up in funny clothes and go around wearing my bright yellow coat and yelling at people so I don't feel so shacking-goo boring.
That's not true. I got three loads of laundry sorted and put away, made breakfast and dinner, and ran a huge load of dishes through the washer. I finally had an excuse to break out my new serger (hey, Springwar garb!) and did so, spending an inordinate amount of time trying to figure out why the lowerlooper thread keeps breaking (this is going to be an ongoing experiment). I cleaned up the sewing room, put all the tools and materials into their proper drawers, and even cleaned up my pattern collection a little. I watched five episodes of Bones and ordered two snorg. com tees ("It's ok, Pluto, I'm not a planet either" and a sugar-skull Stormtrooper helmet. Got the guys' sizes so the sleeves go down past my armpits; gonna tailor them so I can wear them to work and not look like I'm wearing a tshirt, and I am so going to wear them to the store).
But...I did not dance, I did not work out, I didn't even leave the house ever. To be fair, there are anywhere between 1" and 48" of snow drifting across our property tonight, and I had no real desire to freeze the end of my nose off today. Matt got big and masculine about being able to shovel (the doctor cleared him for physical activity involving his shoulder as of Monday) even though it meant that he was popping Aleve the rest of the day (Rule 32: if there is the slightest possibility a man might overdo something in the interest of proving his masculinity, he will overdo it. No exceptions.) Oh, and i spent too much time laughing at these.
I need Opener to get here, and Springwars, so I have the chance for my dork side to shine again. I wore my dreds today because I missed them. I need the chance to dress up in funny clothes and go around wearing my bright yellow coat and yelling at people so I don't feel so shacking-goo boring.