I made spaghetti sauce before work. I stayed calm at work (so did my boss, even though he had forgotten I was leaving for an early weekend) and I am told the #10 envelopes will work fine. DEEP BREATH.
Jessica at the end of the hall has a new job, so she will be LEAVING ME ALL ALONE THERE in early November. But I'll be fine, sitting there in the dark.
I punted lab and went to the supermarket to get healthy snacks and the cocoa Dick forgot. And cat food and Kitty Litter (not the TM kind)and Asterix's drugs and a bottle of propane for the Tripod of Orodruin, which boils one's tea water real quick of a frosty morning. And some of it all is in the car and soon, honestly, I will get the rest.
Probably not much updating will take place in the next four or five days. Some knitting, with luck.
2 comments:
And trowel work, shovel slash and sifter burn, not to mention the 13 Quebec'rs. Enjoy your excavations
Doug
All alone *sob*. And I can't believe people actually fry turkeys.
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