Frantic weekend

Someday weekends will be for relaxing... someday.

For now I'm still trying to "spring clean" this dump into shape so that when Vegas moves here in a month with his stuff, there is actually place to put everything.

Christ, it hurts to move... my muscles are hating me right now. I had to scrub both dogs last night after they ran away and rolled in a muddy ditch (asshats!), when I was done the bathroom looked like a furbomb hit so I had to scrub that too - yep, all at the end of a very long work week. Awesome.

Today I woke up to a thick layer of dog fluff roaming the appartment in the breeze, so I had to vaccuum for the 4th time in six days before the sneezes became too horrid. Fucks sake! Is this damn coat blow ever going to end?!

And now, six hours later, it's not much different.

I give the hell UP!

. . . takes deep breath . . .

I finally got my bike from the shop and put it up for sale - sniff. Gonna miss that bugger when it's gone, they really did a great job on it. I'd so keep it if I lived in the country and had place to store it. I hope it sells quickly before I change my mind!

Food so far: two buttered toasts with cheese, a glass of orange juice, a bowl of broccoli and a diet coke. A few bites of chocolate. There is no fruit in the house and I'm too exhausted to do groceries today so merrr. Can't wait to meet the gang later this evening for a juicy burrrgerrr and a beer. A root beer, that is. Hope my stomach holds out until then cuz I feel faint as tissue paper.

Back to the grinder... hope you're all having a better weekend than I am!

/end of Whining No Dining post/