Saturday, March 18, 2006
Working, Dreaming of Plants
Right. So. I'm at work right now, it's 12:30pm. I got about an hour of sleep last night, three hours the night before, and my body is not happy with me. I'm so old. I have a mental countdown going until I can go home and get to bed. I havent hit the coffee yet. Boy, has it been calling my name tho! Since I have 6.5 more hours of work left, I'm trying to pace myself... waiting to use the coffee as a last resort crutch. Of course, if I wait too long, then I wont be able to sleep tonite. We'll see.
I want to start planting things this next week, but on the days I'll have, it's supposed to be cold and rainy. I need to plant a new dogwood - I fried the one I planted last year. I want to plant some rose bushes. Not sure what else I'm going to do. Still want to do a wysteria and a mimosa ... dunno, we'll see how much of the edges of the yard I get cleaned up.
NEED TO PLANT THINGS!!!!
I want to start planting things this next week, but on the days I'll have, it's supposed to be cold and rainy. I need to plant a new dogwood - I fried the one I planted last year. I want to plant some rose bushes. Not sure what else I'm going to do. Still want to do a wysteria and a mimosa ... dunno, we'll see how much of the edges of the yard I get cleaned up.
NEED TO PLANT THINGS!!!!
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Fire! Fire!
Apparently, last Saturday I'd had a small fire under my house ... sure wish I'd known about it before yesterday (Wednesday). It put itself out. Gotta love heating and cooling. *sigh* The Heating/AC guy couldnt believe I didnt smell it when I came home from work Saturday evening, but I've been sick and was in a particularly bad mood that evening ... it was 80 something degrees, so I got home and opened up the windows ... I honestly dont remember smelling anything unusual.
Now I'm thinking about putting a smoke detector in the crawl space under the house.
Now I'm thinking about putting a smoke detector in the crawl space under the house.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Numb Brains
I hate it when your brain goes blank ... I keep starting a blog entry, and then stare at the blank page. I think of something to write about ... Willow's fear of children, public opinion on if counselling really works, the boyfriend, books, pruning the fence, the color of flowers, thoughts on religion lately... but when it comes to writing it down, my brain freezes up.
Hate that!
Hate that!
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Sickie, Me
It's 9am. I need to get out of the house. Besides the doctor's office and pharmacy, I've left the house once in over a week. I've had pink eye in both eyes, an infected and inflammed tonsil (I guess that would make it tonsilitis? It was half the size of a golf ball, according to the doc) and then your general cold/sinus infection symptoms with a fever. I've been on antibiotics out the wazoo, eye drops, etc...
ANYWAY, my eyes are no longer glowing pink, and I can swallow. I still cant yawn without choking myself (it stretches the tonsil), which is an interesting effect.
So. I'm venturing out to the grocery store, as soon as I get up the strength. Here I sit. Looking out the window. Thinking, 'Will-power! I can do this!' ... and still, here I sit.
ANYWAY, my eyes are no longer glowing pink, and I can swallow. I still cant yawn without choking myself (it stretches the tonsil), which is an interesting effect.
So. I'm venturing out to the grocery store, as soon as I get up the strength. Here I sit. Looking out the window. Thinking, 'Will-power! I can do this!' ... and still, here I sit.
