Wednesday Whine

Ok, gonna whine a bit. So either grab the cheese or look away.

The gumballs are still in the trees, waiting to fall when I'm not looking so that I will have to sweep them yet again.  And all the sweeping I did on Saturday, wreaked havoc with my poor aging body. I now have what I believe is a pinched nerve in my neck. Sleeping the last three nights has been impossible. There is no comfortable position I can find, except sitting straight up.  It is slowly trying to get better, so at least there is hope at the end of the pain tunnel.

They mock me.

I promised my Mom I'd take her shopping for Little Man and out to lunch for her birthday. Today is the day and I really don't feel much like it. But, I am going anyway. I was going to wait until Saturday, which is her of birth, but things didn't work out.

 I'm irritated at myself for not ordering a specific fabric LeLe and I agreed on, until it was out of stock. Nice.  Now I must find another one somewhere. She and I both are tired of looking at swatch after swatch.

SR and I need to do some bank business, but the banks all close their lobby at 4:00. How is a working person supposed to do any banking?

My house is a wreck. I haven't felt like doing anything but taking drugs and laying around trying to find a comfortable position. Thus, I can see my footprints in the dust on the floor.

I have all these projects in my head that need to be done, and can't get started on them yet.

The nice warm weather left. Bleh. I know it's only February but in Arkansas, Spring shows up early. Not this year. 

I'm hungry. All. The. Time.

I hope this purging helps my attitude. Living with irritable B is no fun. Being irritable B is no picnic either.

I think I'll go over to Seam Rippers and make a list of projects that need doing....