Don’t DO this to me! I leave for work at 0615. Don’t get home until 2030. By then, #1 son is on the puter with homework and social life…so, no MMP for me until Tuesday (I tend to come home from work, bathe and collapse).
I’m dyin’ over here!
Taters --thanks alot. and it is hard, at times, like now. When I would like a hug or two and then I’d be fine. Blech–enough about all of that.
Excelsior! Time to do a Felix Unger on this house (or room). Ciao!
There oughta be a law! You’re going to make us twitch and wait for this? You big tease! How can you torture us so?! This is the age of instant gratification, didn’t you know this?!
Alright, alright, we’ll wait, but it’s not fair. I’m looking forward to this and will have to get into work early so I can look at what you posted.
Yes, I did drink a lot of coffee this morning, why are you asking?
Hugs for Taters and eleanor both. I sometimes (frequently) wish I could clean the damn house and then plastic-wrap it. No touching! It’s clean! What do you mean you want to eat today? You ate yesterday!
I also do almost all the housework. Mr. Lissar takes out the garbage a couple of times a week, if I ask him to. Granted, I work part-time, and I should do three-quarters of it, but… it’s closer to 99%. And I hate, hate, hate most of cleaning.
Sorry. Sympathy spiralling into bitterness. Probably because I’m hungry.
OK, so it wouldn’t be an MMP if it showed up today, but still…
Back from Tar-jay, where apparently they’re running a reduced cover charge special today because I got out of there after spending just over $30. And the best part was: I found a coffee carafe (actual Thermos[sup]TM[/sup] brand) that actually pours. Not drips, but pours. Politely. Yay!
I should clean (happy not to have to worry about others [not] helping out), but I think I’ll read for a while instead.
Yes, yes, yes! And I know I sound like a shrew, but there is just so much of it! And it never frigging ends. I am Sysiphus.
Couple that with a new onset of cleaning ADD and you have chaos in my house at present. I cleaned the computer room, and noticed the valances were nasty-dusty. So I threw those in the wash–they don’t make much of a load, so I threw the shower curtain in as well. Now, that puts me in my bedroom, so I go in the closet for some reason, and decide to sort thru old clothes to go to charity (Vietnam Vets comes here on Wed). So, I start doing that–one of the shopping bags rips, so I go look for packing tape to fix it…end up in the computer room and here I am! And I cleaned out the bagless vacuum–ewww!
I’m starting to wonder if there were drugs in my cinnamon roll…
It’s like I can’t settle into one task today.
Oh, and I am thinking of calling in. I rarely do this (I was genuinely sick last time–strep throat) and that was 6 weeks ago. I have so much to do this week and not sure if I can to it all (and none of it can be rescheduled for another week…)
I hate moral dilemmas. No, I hate the Puritan New Englander ancestor that makes me feel guilty for this kind of shit.
I like the idea of linking, but won’t it get kinda convoluted?
I’ll be patient, swampy --but it better involve biscuits. Buttermilk ones, preferably…
When I get like that, eleanor, I just jump from one job to another. Do as much as you can stand of one thing, and then move on to the next. Usually it all gets done in the end.
I’ve just started Leisure: The Basis of Culture, by Josef Pieper, and I feel all self-righteously angry about the cultural ideal of work as the only productive thing. Having said that, I am now off to work.
If I’m reading this correctly, you’re suggesting that, for example, swampbear would post in this MMP (Bright & Early, Front & Center) with a link to the new MMP (whatever he decides to call it). To which I say: dude, just look on the front page of MPSIMS tomorrow.
So the MMP needs to have buttermilk biscuits? I’ll see what I can do. My plan is to sorta compose it tonight and paste it in the OP early tomorrow morning. Or I just might wing it. I’m all erratic like that and all.
anyrose and even better suggestion would be to look for MMP in the thread title and/or for my name as the oper (OPer?). It looks kinda nasty either way don’t it?
I washed two loads of clothes today. Well, one load of clothes and a load of sheets. That’s the sum total of my exertion today. It’s also 75 degrees outside, so I opened up the windows to air the house out a bit. Hey, opening windows is a third thing! Go me! I also put two boxes of washed wine glasses in the Blazer to take back to work tomorrow. So that makes four things I’ve done. I need a nap.
Speaking of wine glasses, I have learned that wine glasses that look like this are ok for serving champagne. Since our wine glasses look like that, we are not quite the Philistines I thought we were on Friday. Guido and Bruce (that’s the two gay mafia guys y’all may recall me talking about before) will not be coming to see me. That’s a relief! I just hate it when they show up and make fun of the china and the drapes. They are just brutal!
Dear-heart, it isn’t that hard. Every MMP has “MMP” somewhere in the title. I’m all about making life easy too, but it how much easier can it be to spot the MMP?
Alright, I’m off to clean my kitchen. I’ve done two loads of laundry, taken a shower, prettified my hair, and now I need to do something else useful.
anyrose --maybe the American Disabilities Act covers it. Let’s hope!
Isn’t it awful? I went 6-8 months without calling in and here I am in 6 weeks, wanting to do it again.
Monday-work 12 hours.
Tuesday is filled with doctor’s appts–for 2 of my kids.
Wednesday is special training at work–0600-1300. Meeting at noc, if I make it.
Thursday, same.
Friday-grocery shop, get my app done for grad school.
Saturday-work 12 hours
Sunday-work 12 hours.
So, you see? spats -not sure you can claim “Dr” if you’re still looking at grad schools! I’ll make you an honorary one, if you can fix that blasted time/space continuum thingy.
Ouch, what a horrific work schedule! It’s no wonder the GRE was driving you nuts. How in the name of great scorching loogies did you ever find time to study for it at all?
swampy makes it sound as if we had a civilized exchange, but it was emotionally draining. I swear, I saw tear stains on his email. He begged to be able to do tomorrow’s MMP. He offered me money, furs, cars, chocolates… I swear, it was so embarrassing, I just caved. Because I’m nice, dammit.
OK, maybe I exaggerated just a wee bit. But this actually works out well, since my plan for the MMP wasn’t coming together as I’d hoped. And since I don’t want to disappoint my legion of fan, I decided to yield. Plus he told me what he wanted to post, and I couldn’t refuse him. Because I’m nice, dammit.
I don’t know what early is for him, but I’m pretty sure it’s not as early as it would have been if I’d posted.
In chore news, third load of laundry is washing. Trash, etc, taken to convenience center. Errands run. I still need to vacuum. FCD started a nice fire, so this room is getting cozy.
And I meant to post earlier - if you’re looking for a good video for an evening in, I recommend Wrestling Ernest Hemmingway. Richard Harris, Robert Duvall, Shirley McLaine, and Sandra Bullock - and for the sensitive viewers among you, be prepared to see Richard Harris’ bare ass. :eek:
Chore news…the kitchen is cleaned and bleached. Well, except for the floor, I still have sweep the floor. Damn dog hair…
“…legion of fan…” FCM? I’m just SURE you meant “FANS”.
Swampy, you can offer me chocolate and cars any old time. Really, you can. Dang, how come I’m never offered bribes like that?
Ya know, I just feel bad because I never offer to do the MMP. But…I live here on the CORRECT coast and I’d have to stay up to do it. This wouldn’t work for me because l leave for work at 6:15 in the AM. Besides, I’m just not creative enough to come up with anything really good. I just suck at creativity. Which is weird, because while in school I wrote some damn good stories. So good, I was once accused of plagarizing from a book. The teacher took her accusation back however, and gave me an A+. She told me I should stick with writing because I was good at it. Somehow, I’m not so good at it anymore. I guess if you don’t use it, you lose it.
We won’t be watching any “sensitive” movies today. We’ll soon be watching the football game. Before we do that however, we need to go to KFC and pick up some wings or something. I’d rather finish the book I’m reading, to tell you the truth. Oh well.
Can y’all believe FCM turned down a full length possum fur coat? Do you know how many possums I had to eat to get that many pelts?
Speaking of possums, we think that’s what got into the neighbor’s trash can. Well, tried to get into the neighbor’s trash can. All it managed to do was somehow knock the trash can over but the lid didn’t come off so there was no trash laying around everywhere. I’m pretty sure it was a possum cause that’s the kinda stuff possums do and we do see 'em from time to time around here. Course we also hear coyotes howling from time to time. :eek:
My goal is to have the MMP up by six a.m. eastern time. We shall see.
I don’t work that way every week! I would die… The training is a one off kind of thing.
#1 son gets his braces off on Tuesday. #2 son goes to the eye doctor so that we can get a script and get him some new functional glasses…
I do want to be prepared for when my friend (the Coolest Friend in the World) comes over to walk me thru the app. She, TCFITW, is just finishing the program that I want to get into! She is my mentor (and 20 year younger than I am).
As for the space/time thingy–it is TOO broken. I can’t travel backwards in time, can you? And I want to. <stamps foot>
OK-so FCM got a sneak preview of MMP, eh? Tsk, tsk. <pouts>
Then again, possum coat? I’d run for the hills…
Oh, well–me and my shitty work ethic will be here to see it, most likely.