Panties. Granny-Sized.

Last night, I came home from PseudoSis’ and got things settled and took a pill and went to bed. There was a nice breeze, it was fine. About 11:30, with the line of storms blew threw I woke up and had some zombie like anxiety, but went back to sleep. This morning the temps were so cool, the breeze was lovely, I dozed and dreamed with my kitty.

Then woke up to another day without power.

I just kind of wanted to cry.

But I didn’t. I had a long talk with myself, and pulled up my granny panties (because that’s what’s clean, damnit)

It’s not that bad. It’s really not. I went and got ice, packed my dairy products into a cooler, shoved ice bags into both freezers and the fridge and shut the door. Things were still really cool. So that’s money, time and energy saved.

I called the insurance, and an adjuster will be calling to set up a time to come look at the roof. I don’t know if it’s bad. I know my window has to be replaced. I don’t know if it’s worth a deductible and claim. These are things we’ll all find out together.

I packed my research and computer and brought it to work. I’ve got to get that paper started and finished. It means canceling tomorrow night’s plans, but them’s the brakes. When I get off work tonight about 730ish, I’ll drive down my street and see if we have power. If we do not, I’ll head to the bookshop and start working.

The things that are making me nuts are: the leaves in my house. I want to clean. I need to do laundry. I want to clear out all of the glass from my bedroom disaster. I really want to rewatch this weeks Mad Men, because it was JUST THAT GOOD.

I’m thankful for clients today. To be able to make some money.

I’m thankful that I bought a really good rake last year, so that I can start raking leaves when I get time.

I’m thankful that Cindy was with us last weekend to watch…and document.  Go take a look at the photos. The final one is my favorite ever.

Happy Thursday ya’ll

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One Response to Panties. Granny-Sized.

  1. Kizz says:

    Dude, I need to give lessons in deleting your give a shit. It’s not a perfect solution, or even a good one, but it’ll help you get through days like this. When I was so sick a couple of weeks ago and the cats broke a bottle of sesame oil on the kitchen floor I did clean up the oil and the biggest pieces of glass. I used paper towels and did my best. It wasn’t good enough for little glass shards, though. So you know what I did? I put my clogs in front of the kitchen door. Every time I went in I put on my clogs. Back out, left ’em where I couldn’t forget. This went on for well over a week. Because? I can block out weird shit like that if it means not having to do work. Because? I am insane (like, TUCK TUCK TUCK insane). Please, come join me in insanity. Bring clogs.

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