Mr. Fluffy Pants is growing and needs a bigger hamster wheel. I lost sleep last night and was up at 4am because of anxiety over him being bored and desperate for exercise. I take my wee fuzzball seriously.
Alex's best friend's mama (yes my dog had a bestie) is trying to get me to adopt another dog. She talked me into applying for a little fluffmeister the other day and last night she sent me a note from her dog park list serve about a found doggy. I guess in the next couple of weeks or so I'll either have a Clover or a Pepper in here tearing up the stuff Alex didn't get to.
You know that we will require pics promptly, right?
I am sick. I've had a cold for the past 9 days that I was finally getting over and now I have some kind of stomach virus that kept me up half the night. This suuuucks /whine
They've been broken for over 2 weeks. I'm so happy I could cry.
Bonus: my funemployed husband can do all the laundry while I work.
You have a house husband! Tell him you expect a mixed drink and slippers waiting for you when you get home
LOL. I am at home. I WFH 3 days/week. And I exercise on my lunch break so I haven't even bothered changing out of my PJs. Well, I put on pants because that could get awkward when the repair man arrives.
Creepy noises-- bangs that sounded for all the world like footsteps / an intruder in the attic-- woke me at 3 am. I have been up since prowling the house while brandishing my kid's hockey stick
Post by eponinepontmercy on Feb 3, 2015 8:53:16 GMT -5
I woke up with such a terrible headache that I didn't want to move. I only came to work because it's picture day. (Usually, just important people need pictures for the website and presentations and such, but this round they wanted everyone to have one taken.) I hope I look better than I feel.
I have a sore throat. I was hoping it was just from sleeping with my mouth open or something, but it's getting worse instead of better and I'm starting to feel achy.
Last night my best friend called to let us know their house had been broken into. She was so upset because they had stolen a necklace we had given her and rifled through her underwear drawer. I'm currently searching for a copy of the necklace and will be sending her a gift card for some new underwear. I feel so terrible. Luckily no one was home, the house wasn't completely trashed, and it doesn't sound as if they took a lot, and most of what was taken can be replaced. I wish we lived closer so that I could do more.
I have a sore throat. I was hoping it was just from sleeping with my mouth open or something, but it's getting worse instead of better and I'm starting to feel achy.
THIS IS NOT HAPPENING. I REFUSE TO ALLOW IT.
It's probably just allergies. Just keep repeating that over and over.
Every once in a while, I feel like I have mono again. This is one of those weeks. Yesterday was a snow day, and DH stayed home with us so I could sleep most of the day. In at work to try and catch up a bit but want pajamas instead.
Is everyone sick?!? I think I'm getting sick, too. On Sunday, I suddenly had a sneezing attack and my nose has been running ever since. Plus I have that awful tickling feeling in my nose like I have to sneeze all.the.time.
Creepy noises-- bangs that sounded for all the world like footsteps / an intruder in the attic-- woke me at 3 am. I have been up since prowling the house while brandishing my kid's hockey stick
Scary!! Is there an animal up there? Like a racoon or something?
Creepy noises-- bangs that sounded for all the world like footsteps / an intruder in the attic-- woke me at 3 am. I have been up since prowling the house while brandishing my kid's hockey stick
Scary!! Is there an animal up there? Like a racoon or something?
not that I've ever heard before. And it did not sound like that.
I eventually talked myself into thinking it was snow clumps sliding down roof tiles. (But it wasn't-- it was the boogeyman.)
IIOYCicerosummerorigami WHERE HAVE I BEEN??? I am just now hearing about the phuckery in Russia with the impact the sliding Rouble is having on folks mortgages. This women just called in saying her payment doubled!!
I had my youtube yoga video all queued up on the TV for after kidbedtime. I came down from her room all ready to get my yoga on - and he's laying on the couch all wrapped up with the fuzzy blanket with his arm up so I can slide in. So I did...because how could I not? Fuzzy blanket all warmed up with snuggly husband? Yeah, we fell asleep. He woke up about 2 hours later and was like, "uhhh, so bedtime?" and then we went upstairs and fell asleep in our bed.
No workout for either of us. And like 11 hours of sleep. I kinda want to be pissed at him. Dude, if you wanna skip your own workout and be a lazy couch butt, then do that. But don't convince me to do it with you! I barely have enough willpower to combat my own laziness, I can't take yours on too!
eta: AND this also meant I didn't run this AM. Because my alarm went off and I got up and started trying to get ready, but I hadn't set out my running clothes the night before and couldn't find a shirt and didn't want to turn on the lights to rummage through the giant clean laundry basket at 4:30 AM. DAMMIT HUSBAND.
I'm just gonna keep on blaming him. Nobody tell me this is unreasonable.
I am NOT sick. Now that I type it out I bet I will get sick. It's just about the time when the trees get all spermy and decide that they want to kill me.
My random is this: When I was in college I was told that they needed people in all the fields because the boomers were going to start to retire. That there was going to be a wave or retirements hitting businesses leaving a shortage of workers to fill those spots. LIES!
My allergies are killing me and my abs are sore, so every time I sneeze I'm in pain. My sleep was weird last night. I switched from prescription sleep stuff to natural sleep stuff and I had a lot of dreams and woke up a a lot.
Post by StrawberryBlondie on Feb 3, 2015 11:33:13 GMT -5
I've been up since 3 am. And have such a busy day I may not get a real break till 4 pm. I bought myself a fancy beverage from the coffee shop here as a consolation prize.