The good, the bad, the ugly.

Oh, the good is easy.
Talking to M and wishing each other a happy anniboobery in advance. [Hey, we're a couple and we're allowed to make up our own language. So, there!]
Corn on the cob.
Open faced smoked salmon and onion sandwiches, even though I was too impatient to allow the salmon to defrost fully.

The bad.
More of the usual I'm tired and achey stuff.

And, just for something really hideous, the ugly.
I have black mould.
In the bedroom.
And, because of where it is, I'm going to have the guys move the bed away from the window and switch the wardrobe in its place. ::hates, hates, hates:: I hate beds that have only one plane against the wall (hey, I'm an expert in falling out of beds). And the reason I'm doing this before I report it is that I control the furniture placement. Even so, the building peeps will have so much fun, because my workstation with the 'puter can NOT be moved at all. Arrgghh. I do not need this, not with the physio appointment coming up on Tuesday.

Well, I'll end on a happy note. Would someone help the old, blind lady? I'm looking for an SGA ep where Rodney sits in the Chair and gets that look, you know the one that means I'm a genius. Because, oh, that look makes me very happy. Which I need right now.

Mostly irritated hugs,
H.

The good, the bad, the ugly.

Oh, the good is easy.
Talking to M and wishing each other a happy anniboobery in advance. [Hey, we're a couple and we're allowed to make up our own language. So, there!]
Corn on the cob.
Open faced smoked salmon and onion sandwiches, even though I was too impatient to allow the salmon to defrost fully.

The bad.
More of the usual I'm tired and achey stuff.

And, just for something really hideous, the ugly.
I have black mould.
In the bedroom.
And, because of where it is, I'm going to have the guys move the bed away from the window and switch the wardrobe in its place. ::hates, hates, hates:: I hate beds that have only one plane against the wall (hey, I'm an expert in falling out of beds). And the reason I'm doing this before I report it is that I control the furniture placement. Even so, the building peeps will have so much fun, because my workstation with the 'puter can NOT be moved at all. Arrgghh. I do not need this, not with the physio appointment coming up on Tuesday.

Well, I'll end on a happy note. Would someone help the old, blind lady? I'm looking for an SGA ep where Rodney sits in the Chair and gets that look, you know the one that means I'm a genius. Because, oh, that look makes me very happy. Which I need right now.

Mostly irritated hugs,
H.