Woo Hoo!

I knew right away what kind of morning it was going to be when the filter in my coffee pod busted and I ended up with a cup full of grounds. 

Sigh....

I supposed I could have cleaned the machine out and run another pod through, but I didn't.  I just drank what I could and tossed the rest.  Then went on about my day as normal.  The good news is, we have tomorrow off!  Woo Hoo!  

I don't plan on doing much at all this weekend, because I'm still feeling pretty drained. I don't think there's anything wrong with me other than just being exhausted.  I was thinking about it yesterday, how do people do it?  How do people work a full time job, and still have immaculate homes and gardens that look like a fairy wonderland?  Then they go out and do stuff...I mean, like volunteering and church stuff and all.  How do they find the energy?  

I come home worn out, my house looks like a disaster, the yard is an absolute mess, and all I want to do is sit.  I was going to mow yesterday, but it was too hot, so I said I'd weedeat the front ditch instead.  But I didn't even do that.  I just sat.  I knit maybe two rows on the baby surprise jacket, then went to bed early. 

 When Group Leader Shark told us we would be off tomorrow, I thought about running up to Lowe's and looking at their roto-tillers, but it's supposed to rain all weekend -- off and on.  I hope mostly off.  I'm so over this.   We are now 9" above normal for the year. 

Alas, I did not sleep through last night's storms, which is why I'm rambling. 

Anyway, I'm hoping things will settle down, and I'll get back to regular blogging soon. 

Monday....Demi-god and his wife are expecting their second child, a boy.  He came in Monday morning, very upset, because his in-laws had given them a baby shower last Saturday and only two people had shown up.  I decided then and there that I'd get him a little something, so when I was at the store, I picked up what every parent of a newborn needs-- diapers and bibs.  

As I was carrying my gift into work this morning, I had it in a Walmart sack to protect it from the elements.  I saw at one of the TXV stations a Walmart sack with what looked like shiny, irridescent paper sticking out of it. 

"Oh," I said to the person who works there, "did you bring a gift, too?" 

"It's supposed to be next Friday," she replied, and that's how I found out what apparently everybody else in the department but me already knew.  Later on, I asked a couple more coworkers, and yes, they all knew, too.  But I'm getting ahead of myself. 

"Oh, well," I said.  "He's getting his gift from me today, because I'm not wagging it back home!"

"Fine!" snapped the person who was organizing the baby shower, and I was like, whoa!  Back off there, sister.  If you're not going to tell me about this little party you've got going, you have no business getting mad at me for going off and doing my own thing. 

I mean, it's fine with me, because I'm not even going to be there next Friday, and Demi-god was tickled pink that I got him something.  A little bird told me he was over there showing it off.  But if the organizer had wanted me to bring it next Friday, she should have told me so.  She should have told me they were doing a baby shower in the first place, but that's just me.   

By the way, for those of you not from this area, to "wag" something means to carry or drag it somewhere - usually referring to something cumbersome or inconvenient.  It's a local colloquialism -- very local, because I've never heard it anywhere else. 

And finally, a bit of good news.  I found two bags of aspen shavings that I didn't know I had, so I can clean the rest of the snake tanks this weekend.  So woo hoo to that, too.