... But as this Monday continues, I will continue at the tasks at hand. Fixing the computer and putting back information from when the hard drive died. Installing a new printer as the one that was in the office decided after 8 years that it was not happy with the ink cartridges. The puppy is on antibiotics because if this doesn't cure her, Prozac appears to be my next options.
And still - the dishwasher is broken,
The window screen needs put up
The Escape needs 'jumped off'
The air conditioner needs fixed,
The plumbers that I spoke with last summer still have not arrived.
A nice neighbor fixed the broken pipes in the 'house' and I get to look forward to reconciling my water bill after using 20,000 gallons.
Let's hope Tues is better
Monday, August 15, 2011
Lazy Days and Mondays
It is most certainly another Monday at the Nutcracker Suite and beyond. I am not entirely sure where we are at in terms of Full Moon or Mercury in Retrograde, but it certainly seems that all things that are to be uncomplicated are amiss.
I told a friend recently that I needed a man for a day. Before she was able to respond with any lewdness, I quickly inserted that I had windows that needed washed and mirrors the needed to be scrubbed and puppy 'flingers' removed. Ron referred to them as 'slimers' but Mastiff Saliva can be found in the most amazing of places.
Anyway... My friend must have been fraught with fever, for her exclamation was that I needed a woman - because I was referring to woman's work... I retorted that I also needed the dishwasher fixed, the lawn mowed and groomed, screens replaced and there are certainly toilets that need to be scrubbed.
Over the years I have gone from feminine, to feminist, to female. The wrench will fit my hand and the toilet brush will fit his. But as I seem to be working all of the time, these things remain undone. And frankly, I don't care who completes these tasks and all of the others that I will soon think of, but if male, may he have a nice butt and tight jeans.
I surely hope that her fever has passed.
Ta Ta for Now!
I told a friend recently that I needed a man for a day. Before she was able to respond with any lewdness, I quickly inserted that I had windows that needed washed and mirrors the needed to be scrubbed and puppy 'flingers' removed. Ron referred to them as 'slimers' but Mastiff Saliva can be found in the most amazing of places.
Anyway... My friend must have been fraught with fever, for her exclamation was that I needed a woman - because I was referring to woman's work... I retorted that I also needed the dishwasher fixed, the lawn mowed and groomed, screens replaced and there are certainly toilets that need to be scrubbed.
Over the years I have gone from feminine, to feminist, to female. The wrench will fit my hand and the toilet brush will fit his. But as I seem to be working all of the time, these things remain undone. And frankly, I don't care who completes these tasks and all of the others that I will soon think of, but if male, may he have a nice butt and tight jeans.
I surely hope that her fever has passed.
Ta Ta for Now!
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