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I bought a new Christmas tree before the holidays and threw the box away figuring I would buy one of those Christmas tree bags to put it in. Can't find any store near me that has them, they only have the large plastic ones which take up too much room in the garage. So now I am going to have to buy one online and pay for shipping. So my tree is stripped but still in the living room and probably will be for another week.
The house behind mine is for sale and there were some people looking at it today while I was outside, filling the bird feeders and chatting with my yard-squirrels. As I have mentioned, I'm post-flu (The Plague, I swear!) and I'm coughing and have dark eye circles, so I'm a little zombie-esque, as well.
The potential new neighbors didn't even compliment me on my fashionable ensemble of pink, holey jammy pants, bright green Glacier National Park T shirt with the rips around the neck, striped hot pink socks, navy-colored sweatshirt with bright red stars that I only wear when I think no one will see me because it's so god-awful ugly... and boots that are too large and I never tie them so the laces flop all over and I precariously keen around the yard like I'm going to face plant. Not even one, "Hey, you look awesome today, Lady." Or, "Hubba hubba, Hot Stuff." They just stared like, "Dear Lord, did that woman escape from an experimental science laboratory... and do we want her as a neighbor? She's talking to the squirrels. Hurry... where are the keys? Get in the car. Oh my God, she's chasing after us! Floor it!"
I don't want anyone to move into the house behind me, anyway. Some might say I'm...like ... an evil genius.
The other day I wanted to stop somewhere but had to go home and refrigerate a take out box of restaurant leftovers rather than leave them to spoil in a car for hours. I was inconvenienced by having too much food.
I am too short to be seen when I wait to be served at one particular pharmacy counter. There is no bell. Once, I shouted, "Excuse meeeeeee, hello???" and nothing happened. I expect they all stopped counting their pills and looked around for 3 seconds, saw no-one and continued their counting. Yes, 5'2 is too short for their counter. I guess I could wear my hooker heels, just for them...
I am reading a great mystery by a really good mystery writer. This is the last book of hers that I have not read. It is so good, that I want to read it forever, but I also want to know how it ends.
And then, there will be the sadness when I've finished the book. She needs to write another ASAP!
The house behind mine is for sale and there were some people looking at it today while I was outside, filling the bird feeders and chatting with my yard-squirrels. As I have mentioned, I'm post-flu (The Plague, I swear!) and I'm coughing and have dark eye circles, so I'm a little zombie-esque, as well.
The potential new neighbors didn't even compliment me on my fashionable ensemble of pink, holey jammy pants, bright green Glacier National Park T shirt with the rips around the neck, striped hot pink socks, navy-colored sweatshirt with bright red stars that I only wear when I think no one will see me because it's so god-awful ugly... and boots that are too large and I never tie them so the laces flop all over and I precariously keen around the yard like I'm going to face plant. Not even one, "Hey, you look awesome today, Lady." Or, "Hubba hubba, Hot Stuff." They just stared like, "Dear Lord, did that woman escape from an experimental science laboratory... and do we want her as a neighbor? She's talking to the squirrels. Hurry... where are the keys? Get in the car. Oh my God, she's chasing after us! Floor it!"
I don't want anyone to move into the house behind me, anyway. Some might say I'm...like ... an evil genius.
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I am in the process of the plague. I have never, ever been this sick. I did, however, put clothes on when I got up at 11am. Up all night coughing now my stomach muscles hurt like I've been working out.
Misery. It is a gorgeous day today, the yearly Rodeo parade was today which I had to miss, and I am stuck inside. I almost feel like going out and giving my misery to others. But I won't.
I've finished the book. Glad I've finished. Sad I am through.
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... an evil genius. 
