Happy Easter, Cantina!
Well, it has been an...interesting weekend. That's a Minnesota "interesting" for you - anyone who knows about Minnesotans knows that that particular interesting is...um...yeah...
Let's see. Friday night, I feel asleep with my contacts in after watching Collateral Beauty (LOVED - the movie, not the contacts part). Woke up Saturday morning like this:
Then, Saturday, ran out of shaving cream, went to use my new one after getting one leg done and it went "pffffft" and malfunctioned. Apparently no aerosol or whatever was added so no shaving cream would come out. This was Winks:
Then, THEN, I pack up to head up to the cabin to meet the hubby who is already up there hiding, and being a good person who tries to keep things tidy, throws my trash in the trash chute on my way out...only my car keys get tangled in the bag and go down the trash chute. Here is Winks:
THENNNNNN...Winks spends two hours dumpster diving with her apartment manager to find keys to drive car...because of COURSE the keys didn't stay on my trash bag when they landed. Nooooooo. They exploded into individual keys and fob parts all over the dumpster. I never did find the spare keys I had on there for my other car :/ So this was Winks as she went back up to her apartment to take ANOTHER shower:
I managed to calm down at cabin, due to soothing nature. (Granted, I had a momentary blip of when I found new trees I had to wrap with wire at the base since Mr. Beaver is out terrorizing my property again. But that was a minor thing with everything else I'd been through that day. I'm still going to go Caddyshack on him at some point if he doesn't knock it off.)
Today was better. I only managed to fall into a hidden puddle of doom hiding underneath a pile of leaves on my walk in the woods, which meant my shoes were all squish squish squish the entire walk back. And after family Easter things, I've been finishing our taxes this afternoon. I owe. Not as much as I was biting my nails over, so that's good. It's still a fair chunk, but I can deal.
I also started my new aliens-glitter-coffee-end of world story.
And now I'm going to go for a nice walk on city sidewalks where I won't suddenly fall in a puddle of doom and enjoy the last sunshine. Then it's laundry tonight. And more Scottish Highlander romances (yes, yes I am reading those again).
Then tomorrow is final freak-outs prepping for my back to back business trips to NYC and San Francisco.
As one of my friends put it, "who needs to read stories when I can just listen to the latest saga as Winks and her husband try not to die or make anything explode."
Well, it has been an...interesting weekend. That's a Minnesota "interesting" for you - anyone who knows about Minnesotans knows that that particular interesting is...um...yeah...
Let's see. Friday night, I feel asleep with my contacts in after watching Collateral Beauty (LOVED - the movie, not the contacts part). Woke up Saturday morning like this:
Then, Saturday, ran out of shaving cream, went to use my new one after getting one leg done and it went "pffffft" and malfunctioned. Apparently no aerosol or whatever was added so no shaving cream would come out. This was Winks:
Then, THEN, I pack up to head up to the cabin to meet the hubby who is already up there hiding, and being a good person who tries to keep things tidy, throws my trash in the trash chute on my way out...only my car keys get tangled in the bag and go down the trash chute. Here is Winks:
THENNNNNN...Winks spends two hours dumpster diving with her apartment manager to find keys to drive car...because of COURSE the keys didn't stay on my trash bag when they landed. Nooooooo. They exploded into individual keys and fob parts all over the dumpster. I never did find the spare keys I had on there for my other car :/ So this was Winks as she went back up to her apartment to take ANOTHER shower:
I managed to calm down at cabin, due to soothing nature. (Granted, I had a momentary blip of when I found new trees I had to wrap with wire at the base since Mr. Beaver is out terrorizing my property again. But that was a minor thing with everything else I'd been through that day. I'm still going to go Caddyshack on him at some point if he doesn't knock it off.)
Today was better. I only managed to fall into a hidden puddle of doom hiding underneath a pile of leaves on my walk in the woods, which meant my shoes were all squish squish squish the entire walk back. And after family Easter things, I've been finishing our taxes this afternoon. I owe. Not as much as I was biting my nails over, so that's good. It's still a fair chunk, but I can deal.
I also started my new aliens-glitter-coffee-end of world story.
And now I'm going to go for a nice walk on city sidewalks where I won't suddenly fall in a puddle of doom and enjoy the last sunshine. Then it's laundry tonight. And more Scottish Highlander romances (yes, yes I am reading those again).
Then tomorrow is final freak-outs prepping for my back to back business trips to NYC and San Francisco.
As one of my friends put it, "who needs to read stories when I can just listen to the latest saga as Winks and her husband try not to die or make anything explode."
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