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Embarrassment of riches...
Feb. 5th, 2007 10:03 pmWell, riches, and some stuff and junk.
I was hoping to spend an hour writing and a couple of hours working this evening.
Instead, Husband stayed up, and we watched Extras with Sir Ian, and THAT was HILARIOUS. And we watched How I Met Your Mother, and I was already giddy when we finished that. Then Husband realized he will need a head covering tomorrow. We are expecting tomorrow morning to be 5 degrees, which is a bit chillier than the norm here and Husband has to walk almost a mile to the bust stop, then wait for the bus, then go into the train station, then leave the train station at the other end and walk to work. So he kinda needs a hat. So we go and I learn something new about Husband, after lo, these nearly dozen years. He has a balaclava collection. And a quite alarming one. So he's trying on balaclavas, and by the time he's done, I'm totally cracking up. CRYING lauging. I really need to get a picture of him in the bright purple one. I said, you know, the balaclava might be just the thing for the walk to the bus, but I think once you got on public transportation it might be a little disconcerting ot the other passengers.
Anyway, Husband goes to bed, and I still have bottles and stuff to wash.
And then I see that Touching updated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's been so long I have to go back and read a chapter, too. Shut up!
Haven't done any work. Haven't written word one.
And now the poor, sick baby is restless. Rushing off to get the bottles washed at least, then looks like it will be an early bedtime for me.
Maybe I can roust myself out early for some quality writing time.
I was hoping to spend an hour writing and a couple of hours working this evening.
Instead, Husband stayed up, and we watched Extras with Sir Ian, and THAT was HILARIOUS. And we watched How I Met Your Mother, and I was already giddy when we finished that. Then Husband realized he will need a head covering tomorrow. We are expecting tomorrow morning to be 5 degrees, which is a bit chillier than the norm here and Husband has to walk almost a mile to the bust stop, then wait for the bus, then go into the train station, then leave the train station at the other end and walk to work. So he kinda needs a hat. So we go and I learn something new about Husband, after lo, these nearly dozen years. He has a balaclava collection. And a quite alarming one. So he's trying on balaclavas, and by the time he's done, I'm totally cracking up. CRYING lauging. I really need to get a picture of him in the bright purple one. I said, you know, the balaclava might be just the thing for the walk to the bus, but I think once you got on public transportation it might be a little disconcerting ot the other passengers.
Anyway, Husband goes to bed, and I still have bottles and stuff to wash.
And then I see that Touching updated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's been so long I have to go back and read a chapter, too. Shut up!
Haven't done any work. Haven't written word one.
And now the poor, sick baby is restless. Rushing off to get the bottles washed at least, then looks like it will be an early bedtime for me.
Maybe I can roust myself out early for some quality writing time.
