1.5 days of somewhat slacking

That's all it took for the house to look like a bomb site again. *wails* Why can't I be a neat freak, who gets things done immediately?  Why must I say, "later," and then later becomes too late?

ARGH.  *kicks self soundly*

We are taking some stuff to J's mom's house tomorrow, so I have to, um, pack it first. We don't have a full house worth of stuff here, but we have enough for several car loads. I have to be smart and pack the car well to make sure we don't end up having to rent a truck.

Today:

~ Vacuum and mop floors
~ tidy kitchen and living room(Still have to tidy the dining table,but it is full of stuff to pack)
~ fold laundry
~ Pack up books
~ pack clothes and bedding that will not be needed before we leave here
~ write 750(794)
~ art journal (finished Mirco)
~ exercise (bike ride)
~ make fungi post
~ make bits and bobs post

As I said in the subject line, I've only somewhat slacked off. I've been writing and have 5838 words to show for my first week of novel_in_90. My character sketch of Mirco has been taking up my art journaling time, and it is looking pretty good. So, yeah, some accomplishments.

Bits and bobs over a cup of tea

1.  The other day, driving alongside the landscaped parking lot of a supermarket, I thought to myself: They've changed the trees!  (as in took out the old, grown ones and planted new, grown ones) D'oh.  It was just that the leaves had changed color and someone had lopped off the tops.  Sometimes my brain is a scary place.

However, so are other people's brains:

2. Stupidest thing I've seen recently?  Leg warmers for sale, singly. 6 euros ($8.30). For one. At the risk of sounding highly un-PC, are there really that many one-legged people out there for this sales tactic to be considered thoughtful and not just downright greedy and stupid? And before anyone suggests that mixing and matching was behind the scheme, there was only one color available.

3. ...

Er, well, I gave you bit and I gave you bob, but I can't, for the life of me, remember what else I wanted to write about. frigg helpfully laid this lapse at the foot of my aging brain.* I fully expect that I shall wake up tomorrow knowing what else I wanted to blab about.

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*How's that for mixed imagery?