Weekend update (um … ¼ of one anyway)
Went to my chiropractor this morning, ‘twas almost worth the hour-long commute to get there to tweak back some more.
Then the rest of my morning got sucked away trekking my elderly mother around various (and unfortunately widely dispersed) locations. But on a positive note I now know exactly which light/extractor fan/heater unit to get the electrician to install in the bathroom. Only fainted once when heard price of unit was close to $300. What are my chances that the electrician will kindly install that for free if I try using Sammy’s puppy-dog eyes on him? ::stop laughing:: Anything’s possible isn’t it? Had morning tea out - managed somehow (strange twist of fate) to order myself a killer lemon curd tart, and it was so fabulous that I didn’t even feel the need to steal a forkful of my mother’s passionfruit cake. Will have to take self for long hike later to wear off some of those calories. I also made the mistake of wandering into an exclusive boutique and spotted an awesome dark green and black flowing skirt that I have absolutely no real need for. Luckily I also looked at the price tag ::blinked, looked again, blinked more:: Hmm, was French, but still the only explanation for that number of zeros was if it had been hand delivered via designer on a Lear jet. Regretfully I returned it to the rack. Still thinking about how good that skirt would look with my latest Italian shoes, though ::grins:: Oh, dear. I am so, so, very shallow sometimes.
Am now busy multi-tasking trying to type and wrap various mother’s day things for tomorrow (my second morning sucked away by family ::pouts:: - doing the whole take Mum to the movies and lunch thing. Hope movie is good.). Then must scream around house doing chores because the damned elves didn’t do it again.
Then back to fic, fic, and more fic. Unfortunately I fell asleep at an early hour last night in middle of new Sammy fic finishing nun fic, as accumulated sleep debt of last two weeks caught up with me ::smacks self:: Bad fanficer - no extra cookie! Must keep fingers speed typing and brain angst overdrive for next two fic. Absolutely, positively (and truly, madly, deeply) cannot go to work on Monday unless have sent at least those two fic off to beta.
Cross fingers for me (I can’t, I’m too busy typing and tying ribbons on presents!)
Then the rest of my morning got sucked away trekking my elderly mother around various (and unfortunately widely dispersed) locations. But on a positive note I now know exactly which light/extractor fan/heater unit to get the electrician to install in the bathroom. Only fainted once when heard price of unit was close to $300. What are my chances that the electrician will kindly install that for free if I try using Sammy’s puppy-dog eyes on him? ::stop laughing:: Anything’s possible isn’t it? Had morning tea out - managed somehow (strange twist of fate) to order myself a killer lemon curd tart, and it was so fabulous that I didn’t even feel the need to steal a forkful of my mother’s passionfruit cake. Will have to take self for long hike later to wear off some of those calories. I also made the mistake of wandering into an exclusive boutique and spotted an awesome dark green and black flowing skirt that I have absolutely no real need for. Luckily I also looked at the price tag ::blinked, looked again, blinked more:: Hmm, was French, but still the only explanation for that number of zeros was if it had been hand delivered via designer on a Lear jet. Regretfully I returned it to the rack. Still thinking about how good that skirt would look with my latest Italian shoes, though ::grins:: Oh, dear. I am so, so, very shallow sometimes.
Am now busy multi-tasking trying to type and wrap various mother’s day things for tomorrow (my second morning sucked away by family ::pouts:: - doing the whole take Mum to the movies and lunch thing. Hope movie is good.). Then must scream around house doing chores because the damned elves didn’t do it again.
Then back to fic, fic, and more fic. Unfortunately I fell asleep at an early hour last night in middle of new Sammy fic finishing nun fic, as accumulated sleep debt of last two weeks caught up with me ::smacks self:: Bad fanficer - no extra cookie! Must keep fingers speed typing and brain angst overdrive for next two fic. Absolutely, positively (and truly, madly, deeply) cannot go to work on Monday unless have sent at least those two fic off to beta.
Cross fingers for me (I can’t, I’m too busy typing and tying ribbons on presents!)