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Dec. 20th, 2016 09:02 amToday’s to do list:
Change sheets
Collect and take out trash
Make fudge
Make Chex mix
Make bacon wrapped dates
Make more phone calls
Visit the school?
Cordelia’s doctor appointment
Wrap presents
I’m not going to get all of this done. I know that. I’ll be lucky if I have four hours to deal with chores before Cordelia’s appointment, and the phone calls take first priority. The trash has to be dealt with today. Everything else, apart from the appointment, can be done any time this week. I’m just afraid that, due to other stuff going on, all the cooking will end up on Friday and wreck me.
I also really, really want a nap. I wish I thought I could justify that. I’m not yet tired enough to have a headache, but it’s likely to happen before Friday if I don’t get more sleep than I have been.
Hm. Putting it like that, napping sounds more important.
I’m debating what to do about socks today. I need to go outside, so normally, I’d wear knee socks in order to stay a little warmer, but the knee socks I wore yesterday hurt to put on. I didn’t dare use sock glue to keep the one on the bruised let up, either, but also didn’t want to pull it up at all. A knee sock that ends up entirely bunched under the arch of my foot isn’t all that useful for keeping my leg warm. I have ankle socks which won’t go anywhere near my bruises, but they’re uncomfortable to wear with my boots and leave my legs bare.
I’m a little annoyed with Scott because last night he bought some things that technically meet the parameters I set out (because I wasn’t vastly specific) but that are entirely unusable for the intended purpose. He knew the purpose. He was just in a hurry and grabbed the first things he saw that kind of matched. Two of the things are items that are supposed to work together and very obviously won’t fit together. The other two items are simply terribly designed for the task that we need them for. They were advertised as doing what we need, but they don’t.
I wrote a little last night. I’m not sure if I will write today, and I’m pretty sure that what I wrote last night won’t go anywhere (mostly because I think it’s the wrong approach to the scene in question).
Change sheets
Collect and take out trash
Make fudge
Make Chex mix
Make bacon wrapped dates
Make more phone calls
Visit the school?
Cordelia’s doctor appointment
Wrap presents
I’m not going to get all of this done. I know that. I’ll be lucky if I have four hours to deal with chores before Cordelia’s appointment, and the phone calls take first priority. The trash has to be dealt with today. Everything else, apart from the appointment, can be done any time this week. I’m just afraid that, due to other stuff going on, all the cooking will end up on Friday and wreck me.
I also really, really want a nap. I wish I thought I could justify that. I’m not yet tired enough to have a headache, but it’s likely to happen before Friday if I don’t get more sleep than I have been.
Hm. Putting it like that, napping sounds more important.
I’m debating what to do about socks today. I need to go outside, so normally, I’d wear knee socks in order to stay a little warmer, but the knee socks I wore yesterday hurt to put on. I didn’t dare use sock glue to keep the one on the bruised let up, either, but also didn’t want to pull it up at all. A knee sock that ends up entirely bunched under the arch of my foot isn’t all that useful for keeping my leg warm. I have ankle socks which won’t go anywhere near my bruises, but they’re uncomfortable to wear with my boots and leave my legs bare.
I’m a little annoyed with Scott because last night he bought some things that technically meet the parameters I set out (because I wasn’t vastly specific) but that are entirely unusable for the intended purpose. He knew the purpose. He was just in a hurry and grabbed the first things he saw that kind of matched. Two of the things are items that are supposed to work together and very obviously won’t fit together. The other two items are simply terribly designed for the task that we need them for. They were advertised as doing what we need, but they don’t.
I wrote a little last night. I’m not sure if I will write today, and I’m pretty sure that what I wrote last night won’t go anywhere (mostly because I think it’s the wrong approach to the scene in question).
