la la la la la

[verbicide]

Bizarrely ache-y today. I blame Amanda's class. I hadn't been for a few sessions (and was duly scolded for it), and it totaled my ass. Also, I performed particularly awfully that night. Between running around all day, charging up and down hills, etc. I was fucking tired before the class even began.

Christine has changed her Rookie Yoga schedule so I can't attend anymore, thinking of switching to Dani. Ellie says she's great, too.

So much shit to get done today, because that's the thing you forget about when you're a telecommuter working part time. No more free time for me. Also, there's the nuisance of not getting packages that require a signature, etc etc. I think it's my Ikea quilt cover and I really want it, goddammit. Have to call UPS and figure out what the fuck to do about it. Brh.

Also meeting Judy at her prospective new house to give second opinion and to have lunch to catch up from the last month or so it seems (best part of my day, yay, it goes downhill from here).



Today, I have to:

Go to Target to return a few things, buy a few things.
Pharmacy to buy insulin needles for Hobbes.
Go to Jo-Ann Fabric to pick out blankie material for Z's thing, must finish before LA.
Figure out food plans for week and grocery shop as needed.
Pay rent/bills and changeover automatic payments to new account.
Laundry.
Vacuum.
Toss trash.
Tidy up.
Buy a bus pass and some thermal underwear.
Buy automatic food-timer thingie for Hobbes that jeff_nw suggested (it's brilliant, Jeff!).
Plan schedule for week, reschedule thing with David for poss Monday night instead of today.
Collapse into heap and watch Alias dvds.