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May. 23rd, 2013 08:05 am( Gaeilge )
The only problem with the boy being home at nights and asleep is invariably I get poked and prodded when he can't sleep because third shift, and then I don't get any sleep either. Grumble. Lots of grumble. Along with allergies which I'm betting spiked today when I got home because of the grass cutting. Also because apparently we're 11 inches over our average annual rainfall, which means everything is growing like crazy. And having plant sex. Which then gets in my nose and so on.
This, plus the washing machine flooded last night. Because the silly boy put a chenille blanket in it and the chenille shed (if you ever have anything chenille DRY CLEAN IT. Or spot clean it or anything but washer/dryer it, it sheds like a mofo.) So, yay flood! But he also got the filter cleaned out and the water mopped up and that seems to have fixed it, so, eh.
Today! This evening I have a lack of boy because of him being off at game, so it's all the Grimm all the time. Which is good because there's still a bunch of stuff to look up and cross reference and go over and analyze to within an inch of its life. And then edits and more Gods and Monsters to do, because there is always more Gods and Monsters to do. Except when I get to the part I've written already. Which actually, looking at where it falls in the timeline, won't drop till a year from now. Yes, that's how far ahead I've planned. And that is the middle. How scary is that.
So, today's intentions. Get Gods and Monsters out on time oh my god Anna's going to kill me. After that, probably get Blood in the Gutters edits done for the rest of the day, come home, Grimm it up, hopefully weed the front walk if it's not raining. Yesterday there was raining and dinner out, so that didn't happen. And I will have alfredo pasta for dinner because I have cream I need to use up in the next couple of days. Also because pasta alfredo. Nom nom nom.
And maybe tonight I will actually be able to get some goddamn fucking sleep? Maybe? Ever? Please?
The only problem with the boy being home at nights and asleep is invariably I get poked and prodded when he can't sleep because third shift, and then I don't get any sleep either. Grumble. Lots of grumble. Along with allergies which I'm betting spiked today when I got home because of the grass cutting. Also because apparently we're 11 inches over our average annual rainfall, which means everything is growing like crazy. And having plant sex. Which then gets in my nose and so on.
This, plus the washing machine flooded last night. Because the silly boy put a chenille blanket in it and the chenille shed (if you ever have anything chenille DRY CLEAN IT. Or spot clean it or anything but washer/dryer it, it sheds like a mofo.) So, yay flood! But he also got the filter cleaned out and the water mopped up and that seems to have fixed it, so, eh.
Today! This evening I have a lack of boy because of him being off at game, so it's all the Grimm all the time. Which is good because there's still a bunch of stuff to look up and cross reference and go over and analyze to within an inch of its life. And then edits and more Gods and Monsters to do, because there is always more Gods and Monsters to do. Except when I get to the part I've written already. Which actually, looking at where it falls in the timeline, won't drop till a year from now. Yes, that's how far ahead I've planned. And that is the middle. How scary is that.
So, today's intentions. Get Gods and Monsters out on time oh my god Anna's going to kill me. After that, probably get Blood in the Gutters edits done for the rest of the day, come home, Grimm it up, hopefully weed the front walk if it's not raining. Yesterday there was raining and dinner out, so that didn't happen. And I will have alfredo pasta for dinner because I have cream I need to use up in the next couple of days. Also because pasta alfredo. Nom nom nom.
And maybe tonight I will actually be able to get some goddamn fucking sleep? Maybe? Ever? Please?