I'm up at 3am. Why? Because my dumb brain won't shut off, and even though having today off is nice, I'm facing a week of many ill-planned (not by me) projects which will have to come together haphazardly and by sheer dint of will.
Now I'm off to find some good ideas for a Labor Day post. I promise not to feature any coffins.
Post by orriskitten on Sept 7, 2015 5:20:16 GMT -5
It's not a holiday here and already 10:18 and I'm bored. It's kinda nasty out and chilly. I'm also braving my first cup of coffee since having a bad stomach bug so I feel like I shouldn't stray far from home.
Hopefully your projects work out better than they've been planned!
Post by tacosforlife on Sept 7, 2015 6:48:56 GMT -5
We are supposed to get huge thunderstorms today. I really wanted to avoid going to the gym (principled stand on visiting businesses on Labor Day), but ugh. The thought of an entire day inside without being able to go for a walk has me . I guess this is prep for winter?
Post by EnchantedSoul on Sept 7, 2015 8:48:00 GMT -5
It's 9:45 and all of my kids are still asleep! It's going to be 90+ today but I don't want to stay in the house. Hoping the city splashpads are still open.
I have slept until 9 the last two days. This is bad because 5:15 is going to come early tomorrow. I also need to just start to enjoy my last day off but all I can think of is "I have to go back tomorrow" and it's making a pit in my stomach.
"Not gonna lie; I kind of keep expecting you to post one day that you threw down on someone who clearly had no idea that today was NOT THEIR DAY." ~dontcallmeshirley
Serious FWP: I'm sick and tired of clicking on articles in my mobile FB feed, having them open, and then getting a stealth ad that I can't close without backing out to my feed and reopening the article.
When you hear scratching coming from the attic, what is the appropriate response from your husband? Mine expects me to come up with the plan. He will implement my plan, but I have to push to get him to investigate and then do something. I don't care if the something is call an exterminator, I just want him to develop the plan sometimes.
Instead, he's replacing outdoor security/flood lights. Still productive so I can't complain about that. But there is still something living in my attic.
When you hear scratching coming from the attic, what is the appropriate response from your husband? Mine expects me to come up with the plan. He will implement my plan, but I have to push to get him to investigate and then do something. I don't care if the something is call an exterminator, I just want him to develop the plan sometimes.
Instead, he's replacing outdoor security/flood lights. Still productive so I can't complain about that. But there is still something living in my attic.
The correct reaction is to burn your house down. If that's not feasible, your husband needs to climb into the attic with a machete to investigate.
When you hear scratching coming from the attic, what is the appropriate response from your husband? Mine expects me to come up with the plan. He will implement my plan, but I have to push to get him to investigate and then do something. I don't care if the something is call an exterminator, I just want him to develop the plan sometimes.
Instead, he's replacing outdoor security/flood lights. Still productive so I can't complain about that. But there is still something living in my attic.
I am going to do you a favor and not post images from some truly horrifying moments in cinema when it all started in the attic.
I can't vouch that other posters won't go there, though.
When you hear scratching coming from the attic, what is the appropriate response from your husband? Mine expects me to come up with the plan. He will implement my plan, but I have to push to get him to investigate and then do something. I don't care if the something is call an exterminator, I just want him to develop the plan sometimes.
Instead, he's replacing outdoor security/flood lights. Still productive so I can't complain about that. But there is still something living in my attic.
I am going to do you a favor and not post images from some truly horrifying moments in cinema when it all started in the attic.
I can't vouch that other posters won't go there, though.
At least our attic is nice, open and well lit. And apparently warm and cozy.
I just had my first PSL of the season. Basic white bitch checking in.
GAH. Must get one. Or many. That phrase "turn into a pumpkin" is actually a lifelong dream.
We saw online yesterday that some Starbucks had a sign out front advising customers that, if they order in Darth-Vader voice, they'd get a free PSL. I need to find this specific location.
I just bought a domain name under my existing hosting account and they gave me a $0.02 "returning customer" discount. Thanks. I'll make sure not to spend it all in one place.
I may or may not have actually spent the last little while looking up how to say stuff in Klingon. Thanks IIOY!
Hab sosli' Quch might be my favorite insult, though.
I like how you could be saying, "My God, you are beautiful and your breath smells like roses" and it would still sound like you're ready to kick someone's ass.