That stupid never ending chores. The upstairs sink is clogged, the cabinets down stairs need sanding (donâ€™t ask) and there is just a bunch of general gunk to get done tonight. I hate cleaning.
Well yeah. I bet youâ€™re really tired of hearing me babble. Still I work on it. Almost caught up on tarot readings. So be patient.
Iâ€™ve got a new short story fermenting. My novel is coming along more and more lately. There should be a new laptop on my doorstep very soon.
4. General project stuff.
Like sewing, dollhouse making art.
Cooking, and cleaning take up most of my time. I am including gardening in this. Still I find time for other stuff.
I went to a Rockies game this weekend with Mâ€¦ I had a lot of fun but he was dubious as to the amount of fun I really had. Do I really have to yell at the top of my lungs to show the fun-ness of the situation? I suppose it is warranted at sporting events. Of course I even sung to the obligatory â€œTake me out to the Ball Gameâ€. Mâ€¦pointed out that our section was reasonably in tune. I pointed out I hadnâ€™t sung very loud.
I was actually very surprised at the fun I had. We had good seats. Due to new signs I did not have yank my head around to figure out what was going on. Mâ€¦was patient enough to answer my stupid questions. Iâ€™d do it again. Iâ€™m even thinking of taking my daughter.
But I wonâ€™t eat the chicken again. Yuck.