Feel better?

Yes, I do. Thank you to all you stopped by to say “wtf” yesterday. I appreciate it.

I’ve got tons and tons of stuff to do today:

A list of those things that I ought to be doing instead sitting here, phutzing around on the computer

ahem

Appliance people should come sometime today – did they give me a time? Oh, hell no. So, I’m sort of stuck all day wondering when they will show up. I have called and left a message to let them know that either early – before three – or late – after five – is better. We will see what we will see.

Massage at three (which is why the above is important)

Somewhere in here I need to spend time with the BF (who is currently snoozing) as I haven’t really seen him in a couple of days.

Probably while we do laundry. *sighs at the romance of it all*

Class at six — Intro to Psych. Clearly, I should write that damn paper. No, not a huge thing. Its basically a three minute “hey, I thought this thing you were talking about during class was interesting” thing. *eye roll* Now if ONLY I could hear the man, my life would be a crap-ton better.

I am supposed to go dancing with Dee tonight at Elysium. I have NO idea how the timing is going to work out. Class lets out 8. I could get home by 830. Get ready…*wanders off muttering to herself*…what to wear; how long to stay there; is anyone else going; am i picking Dee up;….

— EDIT!!!! —

Appliance people called and said that they aren’t coming today. According to the nice lady I talked to, “…there aren’t enough mumblemumblemumble to complete the service today…”
Which is actually fine. And I was SO looking forward to doing laundry today.

Apparently, the woman from appliance folk and my Pysch prof are from the Mumbler Clan. You know the ones of whom I speak. You can usually track them by hearing the cries of “what? speak up!” that surround them.