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By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 23:09:50 +0000

I’m ferocious about this. I don’t answer the phone at home, I don’t even answer the doorbell unless I’m expecting someone. My weeks are so intense that, if I didn’t, I would be a complete burnt out wreck.

By: Kate Petersen

Kate Petersen — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 22:42:40 +0000

I’m trying to untrain the clients that I am available 24/7. I have one who only works weekends, so that is when she needs me, but I am still trying to limit it.

This weekend I am doing catch-up. Again. I have a ton of little loose ends to take care of before starting on the five (5!!) new clients I acquired this past week. And tomorrow is shot because I get to go have a root canal. And Tuesday is shot because it’s co-op day. And Thursday is Thanksgiving.

Sigh.

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 22:25:44 +0000

This is why I guard my weekends so ferociously. I need them to putz.

Nothing like putzing to heal a fried brain.

By: Kate Petersen

Kate Petersen — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 22:21:33 +0000

I seriously need to stop work and take a break. I was in the process of backing up my email files to the external drive… and deleted them off my computer.

All I had to do was copy the backup to the computer, so nothing was lost, but still, I think my brain is fried. Time to go choose a nice photograph for the Lounge.

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 20:39:04 +0000

The anti-Houndie Grrrl Defense shield is technically Tabasco liberally applied to an outside faucet cover. It’s the second I’ve put on this season. The first was destroyed within one day of me putting it on by a vexed houndie grrl.

By: drchelo

drchelo — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 20:18:22 +0000

Question, biscuit – what and why is the Houndie Grrl Defense Shield, and is Tabasco intended to deter her from eating it?

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 20:16:04 +0000

2:16 pm: I check a wingnut blog and discover their plans to blame everything on George Soros. I am tempted to make a post asking what involvement the Masons might have in it all, but manage to restrain myself.

2:18 pm: I return to painting.

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 19:40:19 +0000

1:39 pm: CNN is breathlessly reporting that a farm somewhere (Colorado? California??) has opened its “doors so that people can come pick as much as they want. I wonder if they’re aware that farmers have always done this, or at least farmers in this part of the world. Well, maybe not pecan growers. But YES pecan growers do it, too, because I have friends who used to make their money picking the pecans, then selling them at the side of the road.

1:41 pm: Gobsmacked by CNN’s “what planet did these people grow up on anyway?” I return to painting.

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 18:53:47 +0000

12:45 pm: Famished, I dash into the kitchen and grab a bowl full of the chicken cooked with the garam masala, garlic and tomato (but sans that certain ingredient I can’t remember) that I added water to about 10 am, then cooked into a stewish thing. I sprinkle sea salt on the chicken, then add a healthy spoonful of yogurt.

12:55 pm: I resume painting. Or priming, to be exact.

By: biscuit

biscuit — Sun, 23 Nov 2008 18:09:21 +0000

12:09 pm: I rush into the kitchen, grab the Tabasco and the bucket full of this week’s coffee grounds and leftover coffee, race out the back door, dump the bucket’s contents on the peonies and liberally re-apply Tabasco to the anti-Houndie Grrrl Defense Shield.

12:11 pm: Upon re-entering the house, I take note of how yummy it smells in here. I resume painting the hallway.