I needed to do three (3) things upon rearrival at home:
- big bin → curb
- fresh pillowcases & blankie → bed
- wet laundry → dryer
I have accomplished all three, and would like my gold star sticker now.
… or possibly, a blue mermaid.
{ sticks out palm expectantly }
What an unexpected gut-punch.
@susan got you, coupla posts down from yours
Oh, goodness, ducklings are the cyoooootest.
See, we keep things classy & educational here.

I should have included a link in my post!
Naw, you’re good. And thank you, I’ve added the raucous not-quite tie dye to my cart.

shoe, hang in there
Thank you. I forced myself to get soup & Alaska rolls at the affordable sushi place, and about an hour after I had some, real healing occurred.
Felt soooo much better. Must remember this remedy again. Haven’t been there in a while, and I wanna support them.
I’ve heard/read that the seaweed (nori) used for the wrapper is very good for the blurfs, on account of the sea minerals it contains.
Kinda sounds like a load of hooey to me, but hey, rice & a touch of protein are always tummy-friendly, it settled my stomach, and even made me hungry for MOAR FOOD which hasn’t happened lately.
Anyway, ate the whole thing before even my lunch break (!!) plus someone went on an Arby’s run so I got curly fries, AND I picked up a taco on my break with the intention of saving it for after work, which I did …
… and I’m glad of it, cuz that was a late ass close, and I woulda skipped it.
We had old skool club music going, to keep us moving, and one of the last tunes that came on was “Jump Around.”
Now, because reasons, S.M. put in serious overtime, and Grandma Co-worker is, well, gettin’ on in years.
You’ve never heard three old bitches get (humorously) mad at a song in your life like that.
“No, sir, I will NOT jump around!”
“You jump. I’ll let you.”
“Jump? Me? I admire your optimism.”
“I’m not sure I’m even capable of hopping at this point.”
“Shuffle around! Shuffle 'round!”

nothing was said and people stood around wondering what do we do now. It was quite disconcerting that we were just supposed to go out to our cars and leave
Ew. How awkward.

was told Sundays were quiet.
Nope!!

I dusted the ceiling fan today, and nobody brought me ice cream.
And what did we learn today … ?
(Class in unison: “That there’s no point dusting ceiling fans!”)

I KNOW you feel better now
digs toe in sand, looking down
Yeah.

we are finally scheduled for the first. She’s going to make a drinking glass and I’m going to make a small bowl. I’m really looking forward to this
That sounds like so. much. FUN!!

I’m also getting ads for guns on my feed which tells me that Hubs is looking at consignment dealers.
He’s been seeing ads for geese feed and nesting boxes which tells him that I’m serious about this.
Marital communication, 21st century style.

Hubs went to the sto and bought a six pack of the cheapest beer he could find to use as slug bait.
My mom did the same a coupla days ago and posted the - icky but victorious - results on FB.
Oh, hey, my stuff from earlier is already dry!
Retrieving, but the folding & putting away can wait. I’ve done enough for one day.
ETA: showered before work, but brand-new clean pillowcases and blankie? Might hafta rinse off again!