I have a day off tomorrow. Back to work on Friday.
I wish it were something fun, but it won't be. I will be working flat out all day, cleaning the kitchen and throwing out expired food from my fridge, and switching the fridge and the stand-up freezer. This is all in anticipation of the new fridge and stove that are gonna arrive on Saturday.
Can hardly wait.
Had our first Toastmasters meeting of 2011 this evening. It went quite well. I choked at table topics as I had to tell a horror story and couldn't think of anything horrible to tell. I am just too sweet-natured and gentle to think about such things. I think about sunshine and lollypops and puppy dogs. Asking me to think about death and destruction deeply upsets and troubles me. You understand.
Got home tonight. Patricia was exhausted. She sleeps on the couch next to me. She has been resting most of the evening. I will let her stay there, mostly because she doesn't like to be disturbed when she's sleeping. I know which side my bread is buttered on.
Tomorrow: Post 1500. A state of the blog post.