hot saturday night
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verbicideMeteorically speaking. Why is it always so freaking hot lately. Also, next summer I'm getting a goddamn AC!
I couldn't sleep last night. A little too hot and I was really restless. I tossed and turned just past 2AM. In spite of that, I woke up relatively early and couldn't get back to sleep. Jeff was just waking up as I got up and we chatted for a bit, planning the day. Neither one of us had any concrete plans except to get things in better order.
So we drove to the house to take care of Buffy, as Chris is out of town, and for Jeff to bring most of his remaining boxes back here to sort through and unpack. It was my first time seeing the house fully staged and it looks great. I really, really hope someone buys it soon.
We loaded the truck and grabbed a quick lunch at Chipotle. Jeff needed to buy some birthday cards and he really likes the University Bookstore's selection so we stopped there before coming home. And then began the giant life-sucking cleaning and organizing project. We both have lots of things to donate and recycling to accumulate and omg it was endless and HOT. Jeff really muscled through his boxes and most of his stuff is put away. I managed to clean out my closet and pack up the Shelves of Embarrassing Teen Novels to replace with my overflow of books. (Part messiness and partly because I gave Jeff a bookshelf in the office). Most of that stuff's put away. I have a few things I need to return to Nordstrom's and Old Navy from way too long ago, but I hope to do that this week. If I have the energy tonight, I should move the sewing table and assorted crap into the bedroom so Jeff can have the second half of the closet in the office for storage. It'll be more useful to him now that most of his stuff is here.
The heat's totally sucked up most of my energy so I feel like I'm moving through jello. Boo! Also I need to finish some dishes (since I generated about 12 million of them in yesterday's bakefest). I need to put away laundry and holy jesus I need a shower because I feel sticky and gross. Maybe a shower will perk me up, too.
Then it's a girl's night with Brutus. We can sit and give ourselves a pedicure and watch something dreamily Elizabethan on the telly. Jeff's just headed out to have a few beers with C&G. That'll be nice. He deserves a break considering how hard he's always always always working. He's not done a month done with the craziness of fixing up the house and he's already talking about helping me paint the kitchen. I want to wrap him in bubble wrap and make him take a time out. (If nothing else so I won't be motivated by the force of shame to be so goddamn productive.)
For dinner tonight:
Jeff: So I was thinking of making myself a hummus sandwich and maybe a salad...what do you think?
Me: I think we should have pizza.
Jeff: Sure, we can do that.
Me: Yay!
...
Me: Can you drive?
Jeff: Sure.
Me: Are you paying?
Jeff: Uh, sure--I can pay.
Me: You have the keys right, I don't have to take anything?
Jeff: *laughing* Yes yes I have the keys.
Me: Whee!
Jeff: So basically you're saying, "Can you just take care of everything?"
Me: Yup. I'll just look pretty.
Jeff: Well, that's your job.
In my defense, I did buy lunch. Okay. So. Kitchen, shelves, and shower.
I couldn't sleep last night. A little too hot and I was really restless. I tossed and turned just past 2AM. In spite of that, I woke up relatively early and couldn't get back to sleep. Jeff was just waking up as I got up and we chatted for a bit, planning the day. Neither one of us had any concrete plans except to get things in better order.
So we drove to the house to take care of Buffy, as Chris is out of town, and for Jeff to bring most of his remaining boxes back here to sort through and unpack. It was my first time seeing the house fully staged and it looks great. I really, really hope someone buys it soon.
We loaded the truck and grabbed a quick lunch at Chipotle. Jeff needed to buy some birthday cards and he really likes the University Bookstore's selection so we stopped there before coming home. And then began the giant life-sucking cleaning and organizing project. We both have lots of things to donate and recycling to accumulate and omg it was endless and HOT. Jeff really muscled through his boxes and most of his stuff is put away. I managed to clean out my closet and pack up the Shelves of Embarrassing Teen Novels to replace with my overflow of books. (Part messiness and partly because I gave Jeff a bookshelf in the office). Most of that stuff's put away. I have a few things I need to return to Nordstrom's and Old Navy from way too long ago, but I hope to do that this week. If I have the energy tonight, I should move the sewing table and assorted crap into the bedroom so Jeff can have the second half of the closet in the office for storage. It'll be more useful to him now that most of his stuff is here.
The heat's totally sucked up most of my energy so I feel like I'm moving through jello. Boo! Also I need to finish some dishes (since I generated about 12 million of them in yesterday's bakefest). I need to put away laundry and holy jesus I need a shower because I feel sticky and gross. Maybe a shower will perk me up, too.
Then it's a girl's night with Brutus. We can sit and give ourselves a pedicure and watch something dreamily Elizabethan on the telly. Jeff's just headed out to have a few beers with C&G. That'll be nice. He deserves a break considering how hard he's always always always working. He's not done a month done with the craziness of fixing up the house and he's already talking about helping me paint the kitchen. I want to wrap him in bubble wrap and make him take a time out. (If nothing else so I won't be motivated by the force of shame to be so goddamn productive.)
For dinner tonight:
Jeff: So I was thinking of making myself a hummus sandwich and maybe a salad...what do you think?
Me: I think we should have pizza.
Jeff: Sure, we can do that.
Me: Yay!
...
Me: Can you drive?
Jeff: Sure.
Me: Are you paying?
Jeff: Uh, sure--I can pay.
Me: You have the keys right, I don't have to take anything?
Jeff: *laughing* Yes yes I have the keys.
Me: Whee!
Jeff: So basically you're saying, "Can you just take care of everything?"
Me: Yup. I'll just look pretty.
Jeff: Well, that's your job.
In my defense, I did buy lunch. Okay. So. Kitchen, shelves, and shower.
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Date: 2008-08-24 01:21 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-25 04:03 pm (UTC)I *always* ask sidebernie if he has his keys, so I can leave mine at home. Keys are such an annoyance!
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Date: 2008-08-25 04:05 pm (UTC)Men --gotta make 'em useful somehow.
(I KID, I KID!)
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Date: 2008-08-25 06:33 pm (UTC)And since men don't usually mind actually *using* their pockets--well, why the heck not?
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Date: 2008-08-25 06:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-26 08:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-26 03:20 pm (UTC)