Happy Thursday - I am starting to LOVE me some Thursdays

OMG  - It actually snowed for a blink of an eye here today! Wow! I wonder what this means for this winter. Is this winter supposed to be worse than last year?? I should probably check that out!

So I got in some the stuff I purchased and 2 of 3 items didn't work out. Which is how it is sometimes when ordering stuff online without the ability to see if it fits. I am not too stressed, as the ones that didn't fit were not that expensive.

This one fit:


These did NOT fit:
and

Now, the cute black dress? Hmmm, if I lose the weight I want to lose, I bet you money I will be able to wear it. Their Large is really a size 10. Right now, I am basically a size 12 in most things and sometimes a 14 depending on the style and whatnot. Some more or some less, you never know. Both of these were made in China and the bodice shipped from China so I am not going to ask for a refund. Too much of a pain in the ass! The bodice, well not sure if I can EVER fit that one, because damn it's made for someone who's idea of Large is a pinky or something. I probably know someone who's a stick figure that I can gift this too. I hope. Will see.

Tonight is Pizza night. Tonight I am going to make rice krispies damn it. Hot sticky yummy goodness, all right there.

I have some laundry to put away and some dishes to do and probably sweep the house again. Never ending sweeping.

I haven't heard from the vet. I've called every day. Ahem. Annoyed is what I am starting to get.

Work is busy as all get out. Plus I am leaving early a lot lately for the Kid's band practice, football game and Monday is his dental appointment. Good times baby!

Oh and Thursday? It's a good day :) That's all I'm saying about it. Really. Really good day.

Monday Madness = Body Sore and multiple various things

Friday night was sorta rough. I attempted to move the kids room into an ordered chaos (ie, everything away from the walls with enough room to paint them) and also attempted to put painters tape around things like windows or doors. Yeah, that was somewhat successful. All the while half way drunk on JD Honey Whiskey (yum!) because it was Friday night and damn it, I wanted a drink.

Saturday, I got up late Saturday morning (see JD Honey Whiskey above), did the cat litter, dishes and took a shower. Then, prepped for painting. Got my music going and got to work. It was about 1 pm when I finally get cracking.

Ceiling was first. I'm surprised I don't have a kink in my neck from looking up. I just did 1 coat on the ceiling, since it's a dark color.

This first picture shows you the ceiling grey with the old blue walls (bright blue, that is). There was still good natural light coming in at this point. The paint is still sorta wet though in this shot.

That took about 1.5 hours. I stopped for a brief lunch, standing - because I had paint on my clothes and didn't want to sit on anything - and had a short phone conversation and then it was back to work.

EDIT: Removed broken pics/links

By the time I was done with the walls, it was dark out - which is why this picture isn't as bright. I ended up having to do 2 coats on the walls, since that color is a nice light grey - the bright blue was showing through making them look dirty. So, another short break to drink something and shove some kind of edible food into my mouth, then the 2nd coat was applied. I will say that on the last 3 little walls (I really really didn't want to finish Saturday, but I did! I have plans for Sunday and didn't want to change those) I just make it a thicker 1 coat - mainly because 1: I was running out of paint and 2: I was fucking tired. FUCKING TIRED.

It's not perfect, but it doesn't NEED to be. It will eventually get painted again - AND - if the kid/I want, I have enough paint for some (read: very very minor ones) touch ups.

I had to move furniture, more than once. I did a lot of stairs, bending, on my tippy toes for a good portion and crouching down to get the bottom of the walls.

At the end, I texted the picture to the kid, took another shower, attempted to get what paint out of things that I could, and plopped myself down on my couch. I was too tired to cook and too tired to actually put on more than panties and a tee-shirt to answer the door if I had bothered to order food in. It was close to 8 pm when the room was done and before I started the clean up process. It was about 9 pm when I sat down. It was about 10:30 pm when I finally said fuck it and took my tired ass up the stairs. Only to have to come down (and yes, back up) them 3 times after that because the fucking caterwauling cat Puck would not shut the hell up. I finally gave up and slept on the couch. It was past 3 am at this point. Seriously.

Sunday, I was up at 8:52 am. Hello sunshine, bite me. Fed the cats, did the dishes, the cat litter and made myself 2 eggs. And coffee. Coffee is my bestest of best friends. Coffee Rules.

Then I took a shower and got ready. Then realized I had more time than I thought, and cleaned some more, ie: sweeping - that never ending bitch that drives me. I hope I am burning calories with this shit. Organized some of CD's (read: moved them to the media case and shoved them into a slot) and did some of my finances. Stupid medical bills - they SUCK.

Anyways, then I was out all afternoon and early evening. I'm about 10 minutes from the house when my Kid calls me and tells me he took a dive down the stairs. It seems that they didn't like him or his socks for some reason and tossed him down. He was not happy. I was not happy. He's fine, nothing broken, bleeding or bruised (that I could see). His pads of his feet hurt but that calmed down as the night wore on. I'm hoping it's a growth spurt and not my clutz genetics at work here. This morning, he was 100% normal. Heart Attack for Mom - 1.

Busy ass weekend. Wonderful and awesome in many many ways. Accidental stair case maneuvers, notwithstanding.

Today, however. My body fucking ACHES. My knees - OH MY FUCKING GODS my knees HATE me and want me to keel over and die! Thankfully my arm that was hurting so bad Saturday night is movable again. But my hips and knees? They hate my sorry ass! I have been taking advil or aleve since Saturday night and they just scream bloody murder at me. And what do I do? Ignore it. Granted, today it seems to be worse. Today, it feels like someone is driving needles under my knee caps. That's a joyous feeling let me tell you.

I need to start doing yoga again. Seriously. Because this shit is NOT cool. Not cool AT ALL.

So, I am going to go walk around this lovely new storage building and figure out racks and shit and pretend that pain is my friend. A really unwanted, annoying friend - but there you go.

Caffeine, where art thou?

I am waiting for the caffeine from my lovely Sheetz Coffee to kick in.

Because, yeah, I'm not quite awake yet!

BUT! I did get my swanky new phone in last night :) Got it set up, downloaded some of my favorite apps, ring tones, etc. It auto imported a ton of contacts from gmail, so I had to clean that up. I've already used to make calls and send texts :) Still getting used to this monstrosity, it feels so much bigger than my last phone. Part of that might be the rugged case I got to go with it. Ahem. My dropsies can have that kind of impact it seems!

I am still set up email on it, as well as getting all the user ID's and passwords associated to it. Fun times!!

Edit: It's been a couple hours...Caffeine has hit and left the system.

I am so happy it's Wednesday! Half the week gone, just a couple more days until the weekend. I am going to get some minor grocery shopping done tonight and hopefully pick up some more paint as well. I am getting the Kid's room done, hell or high water (wait, where DOES that phrase come from again????) this weekend. And if I am successful in getting his done, I will start the prep work for the office. I think I might need another drop cloth, just to be on the safe side. I am going to start putting everything off the walls and to the center of the room on Friday and use my painters tape for all those areas to NOT be painted :) I would start on that tomorrow night, as the Kid is with his Dad...but I am taking the 2 cats to the Vet and am sure that will be more consuming than I would like. Of course, depending on how that goes, I might go home and start moving shit around.

I did 1 load of laundry last night, probably will do another one today. And sweep. Lots and lots of sweeping. I might even pretend to look at my filing and use invisible ink to label folders.

I need more coffee...