wall hitting
Gah, I'm tired. I've had an obnoxious amount of energy during the day for the past week or so, and now it seems I have hit the wall. That, or the 214 parts that I had to deactivate, one at a time, in the AcronymCo database, turned me in to a zombie.
I bet that's it.
I've been weirdly nesting over the last couple of weeks, too (no, I'm not pregnant, stop it). I cleaned the whole house on Friday afternoon and have been doing my best to keep it that way. I've been finding myself looking forward to the colder weather so I can make soups and stews and bake things. I've even found myself looking forward to Thanksgiving, of all things, because I enjoy cooking up the feast. Of course, half-way through the process, every year, I always wonder why it was I volunteered to do this nonsense. But looking at it from this end of things I've forgotten the pain of laboring in my kitchen and just fondly recall it as a fun afternoon stirring and chopping and baking.
Clearly, I am insane.
I invited my cousin and her husband out for Thanksgiving - they live in Maine and would bring a little piece of it with them should they accept our invitation. I really hope they do - they're good people. I have a feeling we would all get into a LOT of trouble during their visit.
I am determined to have all of my Christmas shopping DONE before Thanksgiving. Yea verily, I have spoken.
I bet that's it.
I've been weirdly nesting over the last couple of weeks, too (no, I'm not pregnant, stop it). I cleaned the whole house on Friday afternoon and have been doing my best to keep it that way. I've been finding myself looking forward to the colder weather so I can make soups and stews and bake things. I've even found myself looking forward to Thanksgiving, of all things, because I enjoy cooking up the feast. Of course, half-way through the process, every year, I always wonder why it was I volunteered to do this nonsense. But looking at it from this end of things I've forgotten the pain of laboring in my kitchen and just fondly recall it as a fun afternoon stirring and chopping and baking.
Clearly, I am insane.
I invited my cousin and her husband out for Thanksgiving - they live in Maine and would bring a little piece of it with them should they accept our invitation. I really hope they do - they're good people. I have a feeling we would all get into a LOT of trouble during their visit.
I am determined to have all of my Christmas shopping DONE before Thanksgiving. Yea verily, I have spoken.
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