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Ugh, this weather is trying to rearrange my brain. Or maybe it's COVID. I don't know. I do know that if I've learned anything about COVID, it's that I will catch it this week because Friday, my loves, this coastal sarcastic weirdo is expecting motherfucking snow. I do like how quickly it went from me noticing that uh, Friday had rain and cold enough temps to the weather places being quiet about SNOW. Also, at this point Thursday night is looking dicey because it bleeds into early Friday morning and while snow might not be then, there's the possibility of ice. Which apparently is definitely a thing they're already calling for come Saturday into Sunday.

Maybe. I dunno. I think we've clearly established I don't know shit about snow, but I DO know that if Mom sticks her head out the door Thursday and says, "I smell snow" I'm not going in. So I'm going to need things to change just enough that they call for ice on the roads and for work to just go ahead and call me out so I get paid without needing to use PTO. Gimme a long weekend, work. I've been good. Seriously, work, do this for meeeeeeeeeee.


Anyway, because that snow is possibly on the way, I figure this is when COVID will choose to bitchslap me.

If I'm feeling better (less headachy) in the morning, should probably drag Mom to Bed, Bath, & Beyond to buy a new pan or two and out to the north area to grab my glasses.


Lesse. Um, made fudge this morning because it was chilly and I make fudge like once a winter-y season. I did get the supplies to make a second batch because one never knows how well it'll turn out. And by that I mean sometimes it's really, really good and the first batch disappears in record time.

Doing relatively well on my resolution to review any new books I've read but to be fair, I think that's only been four books thus far. I need to head on over to Libby and request some more. I also wish AG hadn't stopped doing ebooks because I really want to read the newer stories but don't want to double up on the physical copies and I still have every intention of trying to snag Corinne (and Gwynn) soon, and all three of the WBU dolls are back on my radar since someone posted a few shots of Makena wearing light pink and looking stunning. I don't mind having a physical copy and an ebook, AG. You get twice the money!


Hrmm. Slowly going through my pile of junk on the printer and opened my vision insurance card. Why, vision insurance, would I want non-prescription sunglasses? Fine, fine, I'm sure people who aren't my level of eyesight might find this sort of useful but it still feels very much like you're taunting me. -_-

Thinking this might be less a weather headache and more period related. Debating an allergy pill just in case because it'll probably knock me out but also headache might go away. Decisions.


Oh, I didn't mention why I was even up in the first place. I mean, now makes sense but I originally got up before 7pm, which is early on my day off. I'd gotten up to use the bathroom, hadn't even put on my glasses because I hadn't decided whether I was actually up-up or not when I felt something on my foot... no, my ankle. Fucking palmetto bug appeared out of nowhere, I'm still not sure where that little bastard came from. So I did the shriek shimmy and shook it off... only to watch in absolute horror as it reappeared a few minutes later and ran into my room. Where I then I had to follow it to get my glasses. By the time I could actually see, it was long gone. Is it still in my room, plotting, waiting? Did it veer into the hallway and possibly down to visit the boys where I might be so lucky as to have a furry nephew murder it? Who knows. But it's why I absolutely have not gone back to bed yet.

*twitches*

Success?

Got my new glasses. They're awfully pretty and did need to be adjusted so now instead of leaping off my face, they're kind of too tight but that could also just be adjusting to them. The stock photos don't really do them justice as they're more blue in person. No real headaches or weirdness due to the new prescription and I wore them out and about after, so that's good. I was kind of worried since I'd skipped getting glasses last year due to the whole pandemic shit and my eyes are the wooooooooorst, but nah. To be fair, maybe the Tylenol I took earlier kept things at bay but who knows.

Mums and I did stop at BB&B and picked out a couple of pans and other goodies. I remember BB&B having more selection in the past. Like I'd fully expected to be able to find a friggin' soup ladle or two and yet my options were either "yeah, this is totally dollar store stuff" or "this is dollar store stuff but at a much higher price point and is still way too friggin' big to be useful." I don't even think it's pandemic supply chain stuff, I think it's they took out space so they could have an entire section devoted to K-cups. o_O

I did a little wandering on my own when Mom got tired and I didn't want to push because I knew we'd wind up going past the candle section and the smell would whomp her, but there are so few stores where I can kind of still feel Dad when I go in, and that's one of them. Pretty much every Christmas or before Mother's Day/May, he'd take us out to go looking for stuff for Mom. More often Christmas as you could get stocking-stuffers there, too, but yeah. Not as strong a feeling this time, probably because we were trying to avoid people (wear a fucking mask, you assholes) and some dude came over and I swear to god, seemed to just do so to make the loudest, most obnoxious sound. Not came over to look at something and it happened to make that sound, repeatedly, but came over to move something and kept doing so because he could tell the sound was driving me bonkers.

Not smart, bro, when I'm literally right in front of the cast iron skillets. Like Rapunzel, I know how to throw down.



Anyway, came home and managed to remember to participate in the #BettyWhiteChallenge and donated to the CAS. I never manage to time these things properly but I did this go round.

Trying to decide if I want to watch The Eternals or take this headache to bed.