The great thing about holidays: TV marathons. In this case, Hoarders. It's a great motivator. Despite the heat, I've gotten busy in my bedroom, because I really, seriously want to move my bed ( Read more... )

This evening, I took that tropical print bedspread from Saturday's yard sale and covered my loveseat-couch with it. It doesn't go with anything else in the room, alas, but it's a nice change from the fish ( Read more... )

I am absolutely certain that, if I die of natural causes, it'll be between 3:30 and 4:30 in the afternoon. That's the hour when I most want to curl up in a little ball and hibernate, so it follows that The Big Sleep would be the ultimate afternoon nap ( Read more... )

SOMEWHERE, I have a $10 off code for Adidas. It's on a piece of cardstock about the size and shape of a bumper sticker. DAMNED if I know where it is. I know where I *thought* it was---but it's not. I've just spent 40 minutes rummaging around on my desk, through my catch-all box, under stacks of stuff, and there's no sign of it. (Desktop does look a ( Read more... )

This evening, I watched Clean House: The Messiest Home in America (#2).

And y'know...I feel MUCH better. I don't even come close to qualifying by comparison. If, on a scale from one to ten, one is a spread in Better Homes and Gardens, or the like, and ten is those poor folks, then I figure I'm maybe a seven. At worst ( Read more... )