I should still be sleeping
This week's schedule got put up, and I am thankful that I have Thanksgiving day off. And today too! Although my plan to take sleeping pills and sleep really damned late was thwarted by the fucking honking car alarm that began going off at 6.42 and which continued honking at different decibels and pitches for the next half hour. I hate that bastard, whoever he/she is, who decided they'd use their CAR ALARM as their ALARM CLOCK this morning. I swear, if I knew where/who it was, they'd have found their car covered in a dozen smashed eggs this morning.
Because I have to go to the shops anyway.
But I've got my game plan for fetching feasting day supplies, and today is given over to doing my two wee loads of clothes I wear to work, going to the store I don't work at, making tart crust, and then laying on the couch reading/napping/watching the teevee machine.
I do love having people come to my house for holidays. It's so much less stressful for me. I'd much rather be cooking and hosting.
Because I have to go to the shops anyway.
But I've got my game plan for fetching feasting day supplies, and today is given over to doing my two wee loads of clothes I wear to work, going to the store I don't work at, making tart crust, and then laying on the couch reading/napping/watching the teevee machine.
I do love having people come to my house for holidays. It's so much less stressful for me. I'd much rather be cooking and hosting.