Communication Flubs – I had them yesterday

Dearest BFF — please to text me sometime today. Chattering needs to happen.

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Walking in the garage sans shoes = bad idea. I have something embedded in my foot and I don’t know what it is, other than it is owwy.

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We have to stage the house* for potential renters to come in and see if they want it. Yanno – so we won’t have to pay the dollars for rent during time we aren’t actually here.

I found out about the staging yesterday during Communication Flub With Mister Man. We need to have this done by day before yesterday, apparently. **

Which means that we have to get everything non-essential out of the house. Therefore, boxes and packing are a priority for me. I will be doing aught else for the next little bit (like you do when moving).

Additionally, if you have any of our tubs/lids for same — can we haz them back, please? I know Mister Man has said something. I’m just adding my $0.02 to the mix.

* speaking of which — The House with The PORCH is up for rental. It is way reasonable rent, beautiful house, beautiful backyard/porch, centrally located. *wavy desire hands* You know you want it.

** – soon as possible

In DFW, about to head off to bed. Have the meeting with the nice Susan G. Komen ladies tomorrow. Then, a mad dash home for Girl clothing and pie!

Er, no. Not pie.

Cake!
Birthday cake (or something VERY like it) for a Sock Hop happening later that evening.

I am a bit on the frazzled side as the drive up here was fraught with stupid. Then Mom and I went – pretty much immediately – for giant, carb-o dinner (new Italian place in downtown GP). NOM, tortellinis and alfredo sauce. The people in the penisTrux tomorrow all get to live ’cause I had tortellinis. Cheese and cream and garlic make almost anything better.
Mom and I went shopping, had a nice chat and came home.

/ramble

I think I am taking me to bed. I’ll chat with you folks later. ❤ and all that jazz.

~Bon