Monday evening

[vanillafluffy]

Kat was feeling under the weather today. I watched a lot of TV and read a lot of Yuletide stuff. (Eventually I'll do one of those rec posts; at this point, I'm mired in the 'N' section.) The thing I really HATE about exchange fics? Not being able to post thank yous right thenI've decided what I'd like to attempt in the way of a NYR...to do one

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[pwcorgigirl]

Little things done regularly and maintained can make a huge difference, and getting stuff taken care of keeps those mental mice of anxiety from nibbling at you every time you walk into a room.

[vanillafluffy]

At the moment, I feel like I'm being devoured by those mice....

How goes the reciept wrangling?

[pwcorgigirl]

The receipts have been the least of my worries today. I'm neck deep in the monthly newsletter, plumbing and electrical repairs, and had a parishioner in desperate need of talking to someone about suspected abuse of his granddaughter. From what he said, it's way past suspected, so I put him on the phone with the child advocate lady immediately.

I expect my head to fly off my shoulders and whizz around the room like a balloon at any moment!

I hear those devouring mice munching away every time I look at the downstairs carpet. It's hard to get the guys to help clean it (or even to move the furniture if I hired somebody) because my husband just says, "Well, we're going to replace it in a couple of years." But I can't stand to look at that nastiness until then.

[vanillafluffy]

Yikes. The balloon-head image is one I can relate to. I've learned that I am, in fact, off Thursday, but I won't get paid for it unless I work today...and since I'm having One of Those Days, I'm ready to invoke the three most dangerous words in the English language: I Don't Care---and blow it off. Because 45 miles, 10 hours (including travel time) and 50-100 idjits = Fluffy coming unglued and telling somebody to f*ck off and f*ck themselves. Which would be a BAD thing....