*pats self on aching back*
One more big move left and then by the weekend everyone should be all set for the summer. Yey! I do not want to think about autumn yet, when the runs will have to be painstakingly taken down and everyone moved to the stables for the winter... UGGGH.
Instead, I will focus on planning Vegas' birthday, which is tomorrow.
Gifts are all purchased and a few need wrapping, cake is planned for tomorrow afternoon and then we'll cook a nice dinner together, have some wine, take it easy... It's supposed to rain so no BBQ and we live too far to have his friends over for dinner so I guess he'll have to settle with little ol'me.
Yeah, I know... I feel sorry for him too! :-/
I just realized I forgot to put deodorant on today.
I can't stand smelly or dirty people - it's like personal hygiene is an option for some folks, you know? It's flipping offensive to have to endure these slobs in tight public spaces, christ in any public space. Really. You can afford a pack of cigarettes a day but not a bar of soap for the month?
Case in point:
On that note, I'm off to fix my deo problem, make the bed with freshly-laundered sheets and then go shovel some chicken poop. In that order. Do I rock, or what? :-D
/end of It's The Pits post/