The body is just not willing, but Mondays are also chore day in the house to coincide with trash pickup tomorrow. I had thoughts "I got a Roomba somewhere in storage here...", but by the time I would get that fixed, charged and rolling, I will have the entire 1st floor done.
Just feeling raw today.
Fucking hate Monday's like this, but this, too, shall pass.
Oh, fucking joy. #2 cat came in just coughed up a giant fur ball...
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I hope your day improves!
I got done with the chores and errands.
We have a Hoover vacuum cleaner. It has a retractable electrical cord that you have to extricate from side to use. This vacuum needs to be on "Penn & Teller's Fool Us" because EVERY time I go to unfurl the cord, by the time I get to the outlet, there is inevitably a knot somewhere in the line! This morning was no different.
"today is just one of those... miserable... fucking just want to climb back in bed... Mondays." If it makes you feel any better that's me every Monday!
At least they're limited to Monday, I hope!
I hope the day has been getting better. I told the garbage bag to fuck itself this evening when I couldn’t get it opened to put in the bin.
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