Well, I woke up feeling like I had a sore throat. Had a cup of tea, in my new mug with a tea strainer that fits right into it. Christmas present from my mother-in-law. She did a really great job picking gifts this year.
Also drank down an airborne tablet. Don't laugh, it works!
Talked to my grandma. She sounded good, but couldn't remember things. Small things, really. Like what to call that big box on the desk. (it was her computer.) Hmmmm.
So, off to work at the restaurant. I accomplished all I had hoped to in the morning. I'm painting a ceiling, and wanted to get it primed before lunch. It took me until 1:00, but I was successful, and I headed home for sandwiches with the Mr.. Back to work at 2:30 or so. 3:30 I spilled paint off of my 9 foot ladder. Fortunately, I had a drop cloth down, but unfortunately it splattered all down the ladder, which we have borrowed from someone else. I immediately started wiping the ladder down, but it took me about a half an hour to clean it up.
By the time I was done, the sky had clouded up and there wasn't enough light to finish my project. I worked in another room for an hour and a half, but it was slow going. I returned home frustrated at my lack of progress.
On the up side, supper with my Mr. was great (although I might have had a bit too much wine) and the kitty is cuddly and sleeping on my lap right now. Sigh. Happiness.
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