Pathetic...........

*looking at bandaids on the fingers*

SNOOPY bandaids .....I should NOT be allowed near sharp objects. :-)



Okay, so when he rang this morning from Manchester he said he was thinking he was 'done' and ready to come home. *shaking head* And I thought *I* was pathetic!

Lemme see--he's been gone for 12 days.
I've managed to spend every night IN the guest room bed.
I made a whole four days without shaving my legs. (I can't help it....I caved to the impulse!)
I've had popcorn 9 out of the 12 days. :-)
I've cooked once during this entire time.....once.....
I took down all the old fiberglass ceiling tiles.
I've put up an entire ceiling (well, 'cept for those two tiles that have an old recessed light in them).
I suck with a utility knife--hence the Snoopy bandaids.
I've yanked out two flourescent light fixtures that weigh about 40 pounds ALL BY MYSELF.
I've ran wiring underneath the ceiling.
I've put in three new 'eyeball' spotlights to highlight his trainlayout's 'turn about' (it's about 9 feet long).
I've talked with him everyday cuz that's how frequently he rings....sometimes twice in one day.
I've ran the Jeep, fed the critters and stayed up til near one in the morning every night since he's been gone.

I think I officially qualify for 'pathetic'.
Oy geeze......we BOTH qualify.........

I don't do pathetic well.
I'm gonna haffta do something to DISqualify myself.
BE afraid.
Be VERY afraid! LOL