I punked out on going to the Monkey Loft on Saturday night; my body just wasn't feeling it. Unusually and fortunately, I didn't die of FOMO afterwards. I did go out Thursday & Friday, so I got my fix, I think.
And it's a good thing I got decent sleep, because I needed to a) do a smallish work thing, b) get shorts for the Wendling before he leaves for New Zealand on Wednesday. I got some makeup while I was at it because hey, I was running low on a couple of staples. Circumflatulation happened. An awful lot of a Hugo award winner got read. Happiness.
Oh: Why is my son going to New Zealand? Because the late Exmother made arrangements for Ex, Mr. Right Now, and the Wendling to go there and scatter her ashes. After he gets back, he'll be my thing in the cellar full time. Ex wants me to make him cook for me occasionally. I hope I'm ready for that. And he'll get to pay his own phone & electric bills. I really hope he can function executively about those.
Oh oh: Exmother's condo has sold. Ex won't be quite as... needful soon. If I tell Good Sister she'll probably be jealous.
And it's a good thing I got decent sleep, because I needed to a) do a smallish work thing, b) get shorts for the Wendling before he leaves for New Zealand on Wednesday. I got some makeup while I was at it because hey, I was running low on a couple of staples. Circumflatulation happened. An awful lot of a Hugo award winner got read. Happiness.
Oh: Why is my son going to New Zealand? Because the late Exmother made arrangements for Ex, Mr. Right Now, and the Wendling to go there and scatter her ashes. After he gets back, he'll be my thing in the cellar full time. Ex wants me to make him cook for me occasionally. I hope I'm ready for that. And he'll get to pay his own phone & electric bills. I really hope he can function executively about those.
Oh oh: Exmother's condo has sold. Ex won't be quite as... needful soon. If I tell Good Sister she'll probably be jealous.