Saturday and yesterday, we watched season one of Marco Polo from Netflix. It was great, stunning costuming and hair, beautiful scenery, good plot without being complicated. Would I watch it again? Definitely.
Yesterday, I also spent time with one eyeball on an ancient email account and I worked on going through the stuff which was stored on it. Now I feel old.
I've also been cleaning today. The master bedroom and bathroom are clean. This includes cleaning the husband's desk and shelves, sorting through the tons of paperwork piled there, which yet further includes dental, medical, and pharmacy related papers like EOBs, miscellaneous stuff, and yes, it all got sorted according to what it was and by year. It's all in neat little file folders. I also spent nearly two hours shredding things which needed to be shredded. The thought occurred to me that if I called this the start of spring cleaning, at this rate, I might be done with spring cleaning by the time the school year is over with in May.
During the above activities, the Smooky Boy Cat supervised. He pounced on papers, attacked shreds that escaped from the paper shredder, and flopped on the papers to hold them down to keep me from shredding them, I guess.
I discovered it helps to have the fucking vacuum cleaner on the correct setting for carpet. Evidently, one of the monkeys decided to monkey around with the settings on the vacuum cleaner and not put those back the way they found them, which means any vacuuming that's been done for however long has not been done in an efficient manner.
An envelope attacked me and gave me a paper cut on the wrong hand. (With lymphedema issues, even a hangnail or paper cut can cause serious problems. So now I have to be a basket case about my finger for the next several days.)
At least I was able to put my hair in a fabulous sock bun before that happened, so hello fabulous sock bun hair. It truly has that Tinkerbell look when it's done like this and looks awesome. I will never achieve the perfect princess bun thing that Streak is able to achieve with her hair because her hair is four feet long, but mine is definitely better than it was and probably halfway down my back now. Definitely able to do multiple bun things now, even if the ends need to be trimmed.
I want to do barn time tomorrow morning, but I'm thinking mornings are not all that great for me right now, so I'm thinking maybe I'll ask if I can shoot for going over in the early afternoons. Hopefully, that will be okay with them.
Yesterday, I also spent time with one eyeball on an ancient email account and I worked on going through the stuff which was stored on it. Now I feel old.
I've also been cleaning today. The master bedroom and bathroom are clean. This includes cleaning the husband's desk and shelves, sorting through the tons of paperwork piled there, which yet further includes dental, medical, and pharmacy related papers like EOBs, miscellaneous stuff, and yes, it all got sorted according to what it was and by year. It's all in neat little file folders. I also spent nearly two hours shredding things which needed to be shredded. The thought occurred to me that if I called this the start of spring cleaning, at this rate, I might be done with spring cleaning by the time the school year is over with in May.
During the above activities, the Smooky Boy Cat supervised. He pounced on papers, attacked shreds that escaped from the paper shredder, and flopped on the papers to hold them down to keep me from shredding them, I guess.
I discovered it helps to have the fucking vacuum cleaner on the correct setting for carpet. Evidently, one of the monkeys decided to monkey around with the settings on the vacuum cleaner and not put those back the way they found them, which means any vacuuming that's been done for however long has not been done in an efficient manner.
An envelope attacked me and gave me a paper cut on the wrong hand. (With lymphedema issues, even a hangnail or paper cut can cause serious problems. So now I have to be a basket case about my finger for the next several days.)
At least I was able to put my hair in a fabulous sock bun before that happened, so hello fabulous sock bun hair. It truly has that Tinkerbell look when it's done like this and looks awesome. I will never achieve the perfect princess bun thing that Streak is able to achieve with her hair because her hair is four feet long, but mine is definitely better than it was and probably halfway down my back now. Definitely able to do multiple bun things now, even if the ends need to be trimmed.
I want to do barn time tomorrow morning, but I'm thinking mornings are not all that great for me right now, so I'm thinking maybe I'll ask if I can shoot for going over in the early afternoons. Hopefully, that will be okay with them.
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