Miss Begotten is one of my pet names for myself, for Southern Gothic reasons best kept to myself. Miss Begotten tries to speak plainly, but sometimes she tends to babble -- parenthetically, of course. It's never my intention to offend (and usually that's true - except on those [maybe not so] rare occasions when I mean it very friggin' much) but it sometimes happens, so if you're unusually easily offended...
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Hump Day Minutiae
I have stuff I must do today and stuff I should do. Chances are I'll do some of it and procrastinate over the rest. One thing I have to do is try to figure out how to fix my vertical blinds. A few of the little clasps have gotten twisted, resulting in gaps. Either I fix it somehow, or I buy a new set. The problem with that is that I can't haul the box with the new set up the stairs by myself. Once I get it inside, I could probably figure out how to install the new hardware. Or at least give it a hell of a jerry-rigging. I don't want to, but somebody's got to do it.
I should wash the dog today; she's not smelling so good. That may be one of the items I don't procrastinate on. I'm not keen on smelly things.
I've done one project for the new lawyer I mentioned a while back. We're meeting again Friday to discuss strategy on a divorce case. Clearly, I need more work than this, especially since Crazy Ex-Boss Lady hasn't had anything for me lately, but every little bit helps. Plus, I'm getting really, really bored and the poor dog can stand only so much washing.
Have a productive, happy Hump Day!
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7 comments:
Hey...
I need a wash job Sherry.
Whats your address?
Well, I need to get to the dog first, Mr. G-man. It ain't happened yet.:-)
HAPPY HUMP DAY, SERENA JOY
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PS - nice squirrel!
Happy Hump Day, /t.! Hope the squirrel comment didn't make Mr. Camel spittin' mad. They're notorious for that, you know.;)
But if you fix your blinds, I will no longer be able to peek through them as part of my complimentary neighborhood watch service. Then I would be forced to see other people.
Pugsley, you wouldn't be missing much. About all you'd see is a crazed woman chasing an elderly but cunning dog that doesn't want a bath.;)
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