Life on the Sofa: Day 1

[trystinn]

Josh and 2nd husband have been gone all day, helping a fellow sailor move on the Peninsula. All that was likely an excuse to work a trade, as it turns out; he's traded the little hay pickup for a GMC 2500 4x4. Oy vey. Picy goodness to come, I'm sure.

I'm having trouble staying in place with my foot propped up, as the house could really use a good clean up. I've been sneaking back and forth to the kitchen to load the dishwasher and keeping the laundry going. There's a delicate line between stuff he can prove I did and stuff he never notices I do in the first place.

Libby and Spike have taken turns hanging out in the living room with the dogs, which includes Boo since Kevin is staying with us for the weekend. Meanwhile, I am trying very hard not to check up on the job they are doing of taking care of the farm critters, control freak that I am.

Folks have been calling all day to poke fun, so I've been entertained. Now, if I could only get a few more papers written for next week. :)

Comments

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

..."stuff he can prove I did and stuff he never notices I do in the first place."

Er. Except that I sort of wish I were closer, so I could give you the stink-eye, sweetie. YOU know what you're supposed to be doing. (sigh) I do understand how awful it is *not* having those things done. They are IRKSOME. Is there anybody nearby you'd trust to come help out with that stuff?

ETA: Not that I know you all that well. Still, worried. :)

[tryst-inn.livejournal.com]

Yes, ma'm. I'm behaving myself today.

I may invite some friends over during the week to give me a hand, see how that works out.