Now what do I use as a basket?
I bored Siren with my requests that he move
At least he had the respect to turn away before he stuck his tongue out at me
The debris field that is my home is really getting on my nerves. After moving so much stuff up here from the basement during Hurricane Irene I decided not to just schlep it all back down but to go through it and let go of crap. Less to clean, less to store, less to move next time.
I hate when I make sense.
Add to that the need to pull out winter clothes and put away summer clothes and I'm screwed.
Everything takes me so freakin' long. The aches or the heat of a torn muscle kick in sooner and sooner. It's frustrating and it gets me down.
Yet I am a constant source of amusement for Siren and Isadora.