by Laura
Most of the following is shamelessly copied from a post I made this evening on Mosaic Minds. Even if menopause weren't sapping our fifty-something body of most of its energy, I'd still be just too damn lazy to think of anything else to say right now.
Doing better. Charity had some stressful dreams and woke up in a panic, but Mary helped her calm down. We went to Mickey D's for breakfast. Nothing like unhealthy food to help a person relax. :-P
We did a boatload of laundry today. We've been known to buy more clothes in order to avoid going to the laundromat. It's not the washing; it's the schlepping that turns us off. So we end up waiting for weeks and then lugging two humongous, overstuffed mesh bags, plus all the ancillary materials, and making the schlep even schleppier, albeit less frequent.
After that, while listening to a single-admission doubleheader, we hung shirts to dry and put a lot of the other laundry away. The law of averages dictates that most doubleheaders end up being split with each team winning a game, and this one fit the mold. Now we've got the Sunday night game on ESPN.
We're not really paying much attention to it, but baseball has always been a comfort to us. We can feel ourselves getting into Not Wanting to Face Monday mode, and we've been zoning out on FreeCell. Reality sucks.
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