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Ever had a day when you ran from the time you got up and still didn't get much done?
I slept badly. Apparently 4 rum and cokes is about 3 too many. Poor Mudd was ready to light candles in the bedroom except that the blue flames would scare the cat.
We went for pizza at CiCi's. the new Roasted Chicken Club Pizza is pretty good.
I hit Fred'S Dollar Store for TP and cleaning supplies. Haven't used anything except the TP and the laundry soap yet. Will take Obi along tomorrow to pick his sword.
I cleaned the gutters. Ahhhhh, the joys of home-ownership. The stuff in them was not quite leaves any more. I think the technical term is humus or topsoil. Gonna be god for my flowerbeds tho'.
A shower and grocery shopping, a load of dishes, three loads of laundry folded and 2 more running. The kids did some front room pick up, so I have about an hour in there. But they made a huge mess in the study. I swear it's conservation of chaos.
I bathed 2, and washed hair. then I cut hair on three kids and sent Obi to shower off.
Still have to go pick up in front room, and kitchen and halls.
Bed around midnight, I suspect, which sucks.
I have an ugly story going at the moment. A five on one gang rape is never a pleasant thing. Glad that section's over. Not sure if I should go for sensory isolation or bring back the torturedroid. Leaning toward the former.
I'm conflicted about doing NaNoWriMo. On one hand, it's great for getting words on paper. On the other, all i write are short stories and fanfic. I don't think that's the idea. But, what the hell. I'm in.
I slept badly. Apparently 4 rum and cokes is about 3 too many. Poor Mudd was ready to light candles in the bedroom except that the blue flames would scare the cat.
We went for pizza at CiCi's. the new Roasted Chicken Club Pizza is pretty good.
I hit Fred'S Dollar Store for TP and cleaning supplies. Haven't used anything except the TP and the laundry soap yet. Will take Obi along tomorrow to pick his sword.
I cleaned the gutters. Ahhhhh, the joys of home-ownership. The stuff in them was not quite leaves any more. I think the technical term is humus or topsoil. Gonna be god for my flowerbeds tho'.
A shower and grocery shopping, a load of dishes, three loads of laundry folded and 2 more running. The kids did some front room pick up, so I have about an hour in there. But they made a huge mess in the study. I swear it's conservation of chaos.
I bathed 2, and washed hair. then I cut hair on three kids and sent Obi to shower off.
Still have to go pick up in front room, and kitchen and halls.
Bed around midnight, I suspect, which sucks.
I have an ugly story going at the moment. A five on one gang rape is never a pleasant thing. Glad that section's over. Not sure if I should go for sensory isolation or bring back the torturedroid. Leaning toward the former.
I'm conflicted about doing NaNoWriMo. On one hand, it's great for getting words on paper. On the other, all i write are short stories and fanfic. I don't think that's the idea. But, what the hell. I'm in.