Typical St. Patty's Day for this neck of the woods. What would green beer be without being accompanied by a crap load of snow? Of course, no one believed it when it was 80 here on Thursday.
Procrastination has just changed from my middle name to my first name. My mother is always right...grrr. I get worse as I get older. I couldn't even make my mind up about which St. Patty's Day graphics to use. LOL...how sad is that? I went through old tags, new tags, tags on the web, tags in my group......and still ended up just going and grabbing one from Photobucket because dang, using a new one would mean uploading. I haven't been in Photobucket all week. Boy, they changed it. Flipped me out when I opened it and asked me if I wanted to upgrade. Moi...upgrade? I'm not that brave yet. Oy vey, now I have to change my sidebar again and still can't figure out the hyperlink in there for the life of me.
I've deleted more tags that I started to create this week. Yuck, I'm in a rut with that also. Procrastination is seeping into everything.
I think I'm getting old, tired, cranky, and lazy. I actually worked 80 hrs...whoo hoo. But darned near wore me out doing it. My house looks like something blew up in it (along with my chubby body). Of course, I will procrastinate even more so about tackling the mess. I swear each time I shovel through the clutter, it won't happen again. But each night when I get home from work, that big old, comfy couch of mine calls my name loud and clear. I sure wish I had the money to call the Merry Maids.
Becky IM'd me last night. It seems her beloved Skittsy Cat is having more kidney problems. That is her first baby. She had to spend $400 at the vet's and only has $200 to cover it. She is going to her dad because I'm drained financially right now. I did let her know that if she can to get $100 off of him (lot of luck on that one), I can try to swing the other $100.
My Grizzly was sort of hobbling the other night. I was super concerned. Then I picked up his sleeping bag that he loves to clean under it and the stinker was spitting out and hiding his meds again. I watch him to make sure he swallows it but he is good at keeping it in his mouth until I'm not looking and then hiding them. He also had a Phenobarb under there. He needs bloodwork very soon to see if the Rimadyl is affecting his liver functions. I'm a bit worried because I know they would like to increase the dosage a bit if it's not hurting him physically.
Anyway, there is 8-10 inches of snow on the ground. Blah, blah, blah. This time change just screwed me up because it's not nearly spring here so my whole order is knocked out of whack, which doesn't take much. If it stays light until 7 or so, it should be spring.
And then there are taxes. They are still in a huge folder waiting to be delivered to my BF. Yep, I'm procrastinating on this big time because I know I am going to owe.
Megan is still planning her trip to Asia. She will be able to leave the country since it's school related. Where she will get spending money, I have no clue. Which leads me to the fact that I dismantled my bedroom last year and took over hers. Well, she is coming home this summer so I have to figure something out pretty soon or I'll have no bed. Yada, yada...one more teensy kink.
I shouldn't complain...keep Sugar, Jeannette, Kim, Krissy and John, Indigo and many others in your thoughts and prayers.
Hopefully, the snow will stop this morning, as they are predicting. I'm hoping to get out tonight for some St. Patrick's Day celebrations at the Days Inn. Last week, the amount of alcohol comsumption totally blew my mind in light of Megan's fiasco. I just cannot believe how much people drink when they are out. I never seemed to notice.
I'm on my way soon to Verizon. My cell phone battery is crapping out after it's fully charged with a 5 min. phone call. It's been getting bad for a month now but getting worse each day. The phone has a year warranty on it so it is still covered. I have to take the phone and charger and have the techs check it out. I've never had a battery go that quickly. In fact, I've never had a battery go at all. I keep my phones for at least 2-3 years. Our local techs are usually pretty generous so I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I won't have a battle on my hands.
Hope you all have a wonderful, safe weekend!