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May. 24th, 2006 10:21 pmI am the Best Wife Ever (tm), for I just bought Boyo a bandsaw. And now please, for the love of God, may the bandsaw discussions in this household cease. Of course, last time I gave in to the all-bench-sander all-the-time discussions and bought him one, and that's when he started talking about bandsaws, so I'm just hoping that he doesn't start talking about a rotary-angled-blade-drill-grinder-ratchet-frog-press or whatever the hell is next now.
So, happy early birthday, baby! Over a month early! Over a month that I hopefully won't have to hear about bandsaws! It's a win-win situation! Except for that whole suspicion I have of being manipulated somehow... hmm. Must think further about this.
You know why I had nothing to say last night? I kind of took a nap, and didn't wake up until an hour before bedtime. Naps make me so grumpy that I can't sustain a conversation, much less write a post, so I decided that perhaps I should spare you all that. Mom always said that she could tell when I was sick because it was the only time that I ever napped. I don't have that so much anymore but I still tend to avoid naps for the grumpy-making effect. However, last night it was urgent. I woke up in such a pissy mood, and I had a scratched eye or something* that was burning like crazy, and I almost called in sick. My co-workers wish that I had. No, I'm kidding. I was reasonably pleasant, I think, after I made a run to Walmart at 10 to buy eye wash to fix my eye. Collyrium, I love you.
I really don't have anything to say tonight, either, except that I wish that it wasn't bedtime. It seems like there is always something to do. I promised myself that I would cross at least one thing off my to-do list tonight. Too bad that I knew that "send email to cousin" was on there... not much productivity there, eh?
*I wake up like this relatively often. Both eyes tend to be stinging, but one of them is clearly the problem. I thought everyone did this but in discussions of late, it seems that most people don't have as much trouble with their eyes as I do. My eyes are ridiculously sensitive and I am such a whiner about it, too. M is so lucky.
So, happy early birthday, baby! Over a month early! Over a month that I hopefully won't have to hear about bandsaws! It's a win-win situation! Except for that whole suspicion I have of being manipulated somehow... hmm. Must think further about this.
You know why I had nothing to say last night? I kind of took a nap, and didn't wake up until an hour before bedtime. Naps make me so grumpy that I can't sustain a conversation, much less write a post, so I decided that perhaps I should spare you all that. Mom always said that she could tell when I was sick because it was the only time that I ever napped. I don't have that so much anymore but I still tend to avoid naps for the grumpy-making effect. However, last night it was urgent. I woke up in such a pissy mood, and I had a scratched eye or something* that was burning like crazy, and I almost called in sick. My co-workers wish that I had. No, I'm kidding. I was reasonably pleasant, I think, after I made a run to Walmart at 10 to buy eye wash to fix my eye. Collyrium, I love you.
I really don't have anything to say tonight, either, except that I wish that it wasn't bedtime. It seems like there is always something to do. I promised myself that I would cross at least one thing off my to-do list tonight. Too bad that I knew that "send email to cousin" was on there... not much productivity there, eh?
*I wake up like this relatively often. Both eyes tend to be stinging, but one of them is clearly the problem. I thought everyone did this but in discussions of late, it seems that most people don't have as much trouble with their eyes as I do. My eyes are ridiculously sensitive and I am such a whiner about it, too. M is so lucky.
