Ever feel like you're in a wacky sitcom with something you need to do and the phone keeps ringing, the vicar appears as you're dressed in bondage gear and the washing machine explodes?
That kind of morning... which is why I owe tags.
Woke up to find L sitting on the landing covered in... not nice stuff. I'm not being coy, I'm sparing the non parents here. She's had an upset tum all weekend so this isn't the first time. Carpet needed cleaning but she was the priority so I did a quick clean up, fed her and then dropped her in a nice bubbly bath. Got dressed, went to look for bucket.
Now yesterday I spent four hours cleaning the kitchen (one of which was devoted to the fridge.) On my way through the kitchen, beaming proudly at the beauty of it, I saw L had dropped two honey nut Cheerios on the floor. Horrors! I bent down to pick them up and noticed that the hardwood floor was moving.
Now yesterday afternoon, luckily after I finished cleaning or I never would've carried on with it, I found a new fic by
byrne and Emphemera, Tea and Biscuits style emails/stories, but original. Totally hooked on it (it's called Climb the Ocean) but it was a lot of reading in one go so maybe that accounted for the swimming eyes, right?
Nope.
Ants.
Hundreds of tiny ones, swarming all over the place and pouring through the patio doors no matter how tightly I closed them. I got the vacuum and hoovered the damn things up, then got the ant killer and went outside to spray the steps. Then went back in and hoovered 'em as they tried to escape.
I think my karma is totally shot.
Sp; now time for the carpet. Except... I had an email saying that my Rob/Sean fic had been linked to here but that the coding needed fixing. I can't do anything once I know I've messed up the coding. I had to sit down and do that; easy, only took two minutes.
Then I realised the anchor to my new Original Fic section wasn't working. And somehow a chunk of my page was missing, the bit with the disclaimers and thank yous. Still not fixed that. it's there in the source, it's just not showing up. And, and... did I mention the humidity?
And I couldn't get on with stuff (like the carpet) until I wrote this for some reason :-)
So, how's your Monday going, hmm?
That kind of morning... which is why I owe tags.
Woke up to find L sitting on the landing covered in... not nice stuff. I'm not being coy, I'm sparing the non parents here. She's had an upset tum all weekend so this isn't the first time. Carpet needed cleaning but she was the priority so I did a quick clean up, fed her and then dropped her in a nice bubbly bath. Got dressed, went to look for bucket.
Now yesterday I spent four hours cleaning the kitchen (one of which was devoted to the fridge.) On my way through the kitchen, beaming proudly at the beauty of it, I saw L had dropped two honey nut Cheerios on the floor. Horrors! I bent down to pick them up and noticed that the hardwood floor was moving.
Now yesterday afternoon, luckily after I finished cleaning or I never would've carried on with it, I found a new fic by
Nope.
Ants.
Hundreds of tiny ones, swarming all over the place and pouring through the patio doors no matter how tightly I closed them. I got the vacuum and hoovered the damn things up, then got the ant killer and went outside to spray the steps. Then went back in and hoovered 'em as they tried to escape.
I think my karma is totally shot.
Sp; now time for the carpet. Except... I had an email saying that my Rob/Sean fic had been linked to here but that the coding needed fixing. I can't do anything once I know I've messed up the coding. I had to sit down and do that; easy, only took two minutes.
Then I realised the anchor to my new Original Fic section wasn't working. And somehow a chunk of my page was missing, the bit with the disclaimers and thank yous. Still not fixed that. it's there in the source, it's just not showing up. And, and... did I mention the humidity?
And I couldn't get on with stuff (like the carpet) until I wrote this for some reason :-)
So, how's your Monday going, hmm?