Saturday, August 29, 2009

Nope.

Nah. I haven't made it to the garage yet...

But I did do the kitchen windows, laundry and fixed another pot of coffee.

And talked with himself--who's a bit sad and feeling alone.
The Mum will be getting remaining in the hospital until the put a pacemaker in. When you're ticking at 42 beats a minute, probably a good thing she's exactly where she is, getting done what it is they're going to do.

I'm simply glad there's a solution, even if it means there's a 'wait' until surgery gets to happen.

*sigh*

And there's the garage that's a mess.
And a lawn that needs mowed.
And a patio that's screaming to be visited.

Gee.
Decisions decisions.....

Yeah, yeah.
Garage!
FINE!!!!

2 comments:

Fire Byrd said...

WHAT!!!!!
sorting the garage, when the patio needs visiting, what's the matter with you, shall I call a doctor.
have you a fever. Quick stop, breathe, go and sit on the patio right now, you know it's the only cure for insanity!!!!
xx

Ron said...

So glad to hear that there's a solution for Mum!!!

"Decisions decisions...."

OMG...don't you just LOVE being a Libra?

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