9:23. All packed up but Oh my I just realized I did not make the coffee for tomorrow glad I found that out. The husband was all like, "We should bring the coffee urn." I just looked at him and said, "If you can plug it in with an extension cord so it's on the front steps. He was like, "But why?" I was like, "Dood I am here to make this house clean, not dirty C'mon." I think it is coming. I finally got some expresso roast coffee at Walmart so our coffee tastes more real again. You start buying the rotgut stuff which is fine with me, if you shove some expresso ROAST (not grind) I found out the hard way, it works.
I discovered my Very Favorite Of All Time Sweater, that is made of (I hope not felted but it might be, I think it only looked that way once the husband like, discovered that a hot dryer is very, very bad for wool.
I could never bring me to like
throw it out because as I did not tell him, it is one of the items of clothing you find that you realize are one of your heaven costume and you
buy it, no matter what, and it is YOU. So it was like this 100% awesome floor length black wool sweater from Needless Markup and I think I got it for like 60% OFF for 150 bucks because it has all these small but excellent holes in it, and well, I could never throw it out but I was also like "No way will I ever try to fix it, I will FAIL." Only then I read up and it's actually unusually easy man, but like, I didn't really have the tools I needed so stretching it in all directions equally was a challenge-- that I was UP TO I am halfway through so I re-stretched hopefully not too much because I don't want to look like Kathy Bates in heaven, either.
I'm tired. I am gonna like go make the coffee before I forget. If the husband does this to me again tomorrow.... I will do absolutely nothing honestly because WHAT CAN I DO? I mean like, we seem to be getting stuff done in like either order and well, I guess it doesn't matter. I'm going to refuse to go clean contractor poop off my abode because then no one will pay that much for it? I don't think so. I mean, there are useful grudges, and yes, useful revelations to trot out before Christmas.
Etc.
Anna.