Laundry

I hate that when I'm sick, I need to take long naps. And as a result I can't sleep. Which means I don't get a good night's sleep because I have stuff going on in the morning. Which means I need a nap in the afternoon....etc. It makes me want to commit. (Inside joke)

Anyways, nothing really of note has happened around here. Still no cat, and yeah, I know, I'm obsessing over it. I just want the damn cat back so I can go back to having a normal, non-cat-obsessed life. And I feel bad because what if he's one of those cats that you just never find? I take a cat in for 6 hours and it goes missing for life. Yeah, I'm that lady. Ughhh.

At least I'm going to finally bury the gray gerbil tomorrow. I'm going to my grandmother's to use her laundry line to air try my comforter and sheets, and she reminded me that I might as well add to the cemetery in her back garden. No lie, every hamster and gerbil I've ever had, with the exception of Dracula (The hamster that fell down the air vent) is buried in her backyard. I'm pretty sure if my mom had let me, my dead goldfish would have been buried in that yard as well.

I'm pretty glad that my grandma is so relaxed about stuff like that. She doesn't really even bat an eye when I call her asking if I can bury another dead rodent in her garden. And she's really nice about letting me use her clothesline to dry my stuff, even though she won't be home. I won't be staying though, because I have to meet a friend. I'm just glad it's supposed to be a beautiful, hot, windy day. Perfect for drying things on the line.

Things like that make me wish I had my own backyard with a line. I would dry ALL of my clothes on the line outside. I love the way everything smells when its dried outside. For now, I'm wanting a folding drying rack for the indoors from Ikea. I really really need to get on that this summer. Which might actually work out if The Boy lets me borrow his Jeep. Which is a slim chance, a very slim chance. We'll see.

I never did get around to going to a temp agency. I just didn't have the energy today. I felt like I was going to die at the mall (I had to get long shorts for work from Khol's). That's how you know I'm sick, I'm doing one of my favorite activities and I want to go home. I ended up coming straight home and taking a two hour long nap.

And now I'm in the livingroom blogging in the dark because The Boy is asleep and I can't sleep. I'm probably going to take some Tylenol PM to combat some of these aches and get to bed.

Also, I think I'm going to start a seperate blog. I don't really know how to link it to my main blog, but I suppose that wouldn't be hard to figure out. I want to start a personal finance blog. I know that I don't have a regular salary or anything like that, but I have a good estimate of how much I might be making, and I really should be able to make a budget for myself. And if nothing else, I can at least hold myself accountable for spending money needlessly. (Or on a cat that I don't even have...grumblegrumblegrumble). I might actually put this together now. I probably won't register a seperate domain name, just a name.blogger.com name. Update on that to come.

Night!