Today I am not where I should be. I should be at the op-shop raising money through retail, but I'm so very PMS-y and stabby, and the idea of trying to have a conversation with anyone makes me want to chew off my own face. I'm at the place where, if anything slightly stressful happened, I would lose all sense of proportion and go totally postal. Much better idea just to stay at home, I thought.
Also there will be potato chips.
The celebrations are still in full swing here, as for the first time since November we now have hot water in the downstairs bathroom. I KNOW! It's so exciting! Also the leak under the sink has been fixed; really it's all too much at once.
We went to see Terminator: Salvation last night, really just because we wanted to go to the pictures. I wasn't expecting to enjoy it overly, but I thought it was great, certainly much better than T3. Then we went to Asakura for dinner which is always good.
All my projects are continuing apace - De's house is becoming uncluttered at a rate of knots, and I've finally finished cutting out my surprise! blanket. I could wish to be in slightly less pain but what can you do.
Maybe it's just me, but that doesn't look at all comfortable.