Temps have made it to the 50s - I figure it’ll be warm enough for me in an hour or so. I am dressed, so there’s that. And I’ve brought the 2 baskets of dirty clothes as far as the stairs. Eventually, I’ll haul them down and sort the contents. Not enough to launder today, but it’ll give us empty baskets to start filling again. Baby steps, baby steps…
Back from gettin’ twucks oil changed and tires switched around aka tire rotation since Spidey does not to seem to know that term. 
I also ran a few errands for myself and OYKW. I feel like I’ve gotten a lot of stuff done before ten in the a. of m. so go me.
Dishes are done. Dirty clothes have been sorted in the laundry room and the empty baskets are back in our closets. Cat box has been scooped. Higgs has been out and now she’s back inside being a pest because that’s what she does best.
I don’t want to mow, but I think it’s inevitable. Dammit.
Irking, that’s all I do.
Hugs Herbs
Mowage is done. My ears are ringing - I think I need to wear earplugs when I mow.
Now it’s time for lunch - what to do??
Before or after the horrible, terrible, no-good, very bad dental experience?
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gotti, don’t you just hate that the insurance companies always want stuff faxed?
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I’m actually pleased as punch that faxing was an option as I’ve got two land lines (OK, so they’re actually VOIP…so sue me!) a PBX phone switch in the closet and a fax machine at the end of my desk. I could buy a new car for what all that equipment would have cost when it was new 20 years ago - might as well keep it busy!
Faxing the docs meant they were dropped right into the agency’s server, rather than having to mail them to Utah 
for scanning, knocking two days or more off the process.
In other news, the continuing saga of the misbehaving green alien in my belly… I’m scheduled to have my HIDA scanned on Friday.
It’s a good thing that I don’t have a lot on my schedule today. Every time I step outside of my cube for something, someone catches me for something they need done. Right now, I’m hiding so that I can eat my lunch. 
I just found the hard way a fish bone in my kimchee. 
:rolleyes:
The smoker is smokin’ away! But the temp probe doesn’t seem to be working. Oh well, I can always take a meat thermometer out there and check in a couple of hours.
Just need to decide on sides, and supper is planned.
Because Maryland is a border state? 
flytrap, you’re very weird…
Arrgh. I was just watching a craft tutorial video on YouTube, and it had this really cheesy videogame-like music playing over and over again in the background, and now it’s stuck in my head!
Though if that was the worst problem I had, I’d be happy.
I resemble that remark! :dubious:
150 years ago. Scary, I tells ya. Very scary!
See is choosing sides of something. :dubious:
Why is Central City, Arkansas not in the central part of the state at all, but the North West corner? :dubious:
The decision has been made - meatloaf, smashed N.O.T.s, and corn. I might open a can of pears also.
YUM!
CAKE!!
and
PIE!!
And ICE CREAM!