Yeah. They did finally score a touchdown near the end, but there was a while there where it was total domination.
I had a little food and a little Coke Zero and am a little more awake. I've got to do some laundry and some dishes. My kitchen is a little out of control.
Oh, I can relate. I finally did most of the dishes this morning. But they've been on my to-do list all weekend and that's after a week of not doing them. *vibes*
But they've been on my to-do list all weekend and that's after a week of not doing them.
This. You know it's bad when you live by yourself and all the dirty dishes won't fit in the dishwasher. When it finishes, I have to unload/reload it. It won't be full again. That makes me feel *slightly* better.
I am so jealous of the dishwasher! I mean, I've no doubt if I had one I'd still have this problem but having to actually wash the dishes... all that yucky water and soapsuds... UGH!
So sad about the doggie dying. :( *vibes to you both*
Flips, I can't even imagine doing what you're doing as your second/third/fourtheenth job. Ugh. Hopefully, the food will come soon. :)
It was the first day of the new soccer season here, and Biggirlcurl has a new coach. Much better at figuring out activities that are challenging to the kids, but much more do-able. And she's improved a lot from last spring, just in terms of her endurance and her ball handling skills. The icing on the cake is that another family on the team, who we just met today, has lent her a pair of pink cleats that she can use for the rest of the season. And they just happened to be in her size, and sitting in the back of their car, so we could take them home with us today. *Of course* they were. Why can't I live a life like that?
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I had a little food and a little Coke Zero and am a little more awake. I've got to do some laundry and some dishes. My kitchen is a little out of control.
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Oh, I can relate. I finally did most of the dishes this morning. But they've been on my to-do list all weekend and that's after a week of not doing them. *vibes*
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This. You know it's bad when you live by yourself and all the dirty dishes won't fit in the dishwasher. When it finishes, I have to unload/reload it. It won't be full again. That makes me feel *slightly* better.
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I can't stop, though, because deadlines are deadlines...but I'm having a hard time sticking with it.
Hopefully taz will be home soon to feed me.
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Which ever one makes you feel better.
Or, you know, both.
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Flips, I can't even imagine doing what you're doing as your second/third/fourtheenth job. Ugh. Hopefully, the food will come soon. :)
It was the first day of the new soccer season here, and Biggirlcurl has a new coach. Much better at figuring out activities that are challenging to the kids, but much more do-able. And she's improved a lot from last spring, just in terms of her endurance and her ball handling skills. The icing on the cake is that another family on the team, who we just met today, has lent her a pair of pink cleats that she can use for the rest of the season. And they just happened to be in her size, and sitting in the back of their car, so we could take them home with us today. *Of course* they were. Why can't I live a life like that?
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Hey, you're only one degree of separation from a life like that. Not bad. :-)
/not here (See you Friday!)
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*secretly panics about how much stuff has to get done between now and then...*
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Biggirlcurl
Hee. I read this as "biggicurl"
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