As the spine screams....

... so crieth the blonde.

No prize (obviously, given the glaring clue) for guessing how my day went. ::sighs:: So no acts of laundry were performed today. But I did book my ride for the Christmas Eve service, just in case. Then that bad baby Brian texted me about our pre-Christmas get-together. We went back and forth and finally settled on this Thursday, even though I will already have had one holiday party in the afternoon. Well, I suppose that's one of the hazards of the season.

I'm a little puzzled and dismayed that I haven't received that duplicate application in the mail. So, if the worst thing happens, I won't have paperwork to take to my GP on Wednesday and will have to wait until January. I know it's only a matter of days, but psychologically it DOES make a difference. ::crosses fingers for mail delivery the next two days:: Considering that the only reason I'm seeing her is to take my b.p., being grumpy will not help matters.

As my evening nap did nothing to diminish the pain, I need to find some feel-good-fic as a distraction. Oh, please, universe: DISTRACT me!!!