Well..I've got something else that never ends.
If you'll remember on Dec 1 I put a post up about Aunt Flo's visit. Well, ..she has never left! She's been here two weeks!! I'll grant you she has ebbed out to a mere smear for a few days ..then back up to more and more and more..and I find this morning she's back with a vengeance, but she has never left!
I had a friend once who said "all women are evil...anything that can bleed for 7 days and still live is evil". I got that beat..try 15 days now. 15 days! WTH?
Should I mention me and Aunt Flo hate each other. Oh yes, and I'm starting to get ill will toward Mother Nature too! This is ridiculous!
(sigh)
There isn't much one can do of course, so here I am, bitching to my cronies. Pun intended.
On to finer things.
I am done with my Yule shopping. All of it. Done! This does give me an inner feeling of satisfaction..yes, yes it does. Now I just have to decorate and wrap all the gifts. The house is fairly decent..needs some work here and there, but decent enough that in a few days I'll be able to put up the tree and other decorations
I'm not quite as bad as scrooge mind you (or dementor) but I just can't seem to find that warm fuzzy 'hot chocolate' feeling for the season this year. I don't think I'm the only one either.
I'm tempted to go back to bed. Last night was the first night I'd slept in my bed in many weeks it seems.
I caught the dementor on a good night.
See..lately the Dementor has been snoring like he's cutting down Sherwood Forest.. I'm expecting to see the walls of the house suck in and out like the Flintstones house did when Fred snored. He's been that bad. There is no way in hell I could fall asleep with that buzz saw next to me. Oh no.
I've decided, that on the next night he's that bad, I'm going to record him. Oh yes I am. Indeed. I want HIM to hear it!
Not only does he snore like a snuffulupagus..but he won't stop moving! Every minute or so, he has to move, wiggle or squirm.
I am a totally different kind of sleeper. I won't say that I don't occasionally snore myself..but I get in the bed, get comfortable and there I stay. I very rarely move at night. Matter of fact, I move so little at night that in the morning, making my bed is a breeze.
All I have to do is slip out from under the covers and pull them up. There is no 'muss' in my bed when I get up. I don't toss and turn and twist ..causing chaos in the sheets at night. NOPE..I'm a still sleeper.
Dementor on the other hand, will twist the sheets like he's caught up in the tornado carrying him off to Oz!
( I WISH something would carry him off!)
Do you watch re-runs of old 60's shows, like I love Lucy, The Dick Van Dyke Show or maybe even Leave it to Beaver? In those shows, it was 'taboo' to show the couple in one bed. You do realize this right?
You never saw them sleeping in the same bed
(how they got their children is beyond me..but anyway).
I've begun to think the dementor and I may need to turn back the clock in our bedroom to the 60's too. Separate beds. Unfortunately it would do no good, I'd still be able to hear him snore.
We need separate rooms.
Wonder if he would go for it?
Enough bemoaning for the day, I must get to work. I'm still in the process of the 'house revamp' ..near completion of course, but there are still things to do before the big day.
Today however, it feels like my get up and go got up and went without me. I'll have to push myself.
Gawd, where is Samantha from Bewitched when you need her. Just a twitch of the nose..and poof! I could solve a lot of my problems!
The Crone of Un-twisted sheets
Sage
1 comment:
Gah, you're still on the rag, huh? Watch that, so you don't end up like my mom. (Well, maybe that won't be so bad, 'cause you can have 'em cut it out and be done with it.)
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