1) My mom and I spend a lot of time together. I mean, a lot. Which means we talk a lot. So much, in fact, that it’s a wonder that we have anything to talk about anymore. I guess the secret is talking about really inane things. At a recent dinner out, we were discussing…I dunno, something. The conversation took a nerdy turn:
Me: So they feel ostracized?
Mom: No, just left out, there is no…
Mom: I don’t want to say ostracizing, but I can’t think of what it should be.
Mom: I don’t think that’s a word. I don’t know the noun form.
Out come the smartphones, of course for a Google search.
It’s totally ostracization, by the way…
2) In an effort to supplement my income, I’ve started doing office work for a friend who has a business headquartered in her home office. My first task has been to scan an ENORMOUS box of documents, receipts, invoices, bills, and statements into a computerized filing system. That, of course, isn’t good enough for me, and I felt the need to organize the chaos as well.
Just when I had my compulsiveness under control. Oy.
I’m really enjoying it, maybe too much. I love to organize and sort and set up systems. The work is a little mindless at this point, which is completely awesome. As a bonus, you can only scan construction documents for so long before you start to pick things up, so I’ve learned a ton about the construction industry. I’m always up for learning new things!
3) I don’t want to jinx it or anything, but I think spring has sprung!!!!
*cue epic late blizzard*
But seriously, it was finally warm enough today to open the windows and let a little fresh air into the house. Of course, this made me want to clean (what else?!). First stop: laundry. Because, you know, it takes the longest and I can do other stuff while it runs.
Off I go to load the washer and in the bottom of my laundry basket I find THE. BIGGEST. SPIDER. I’VE. EVER. SEEN. So I did what any normal person would do. I ran away.
You know what’s worse than finding a spider in your basement? That’s right, losing a spider in your basement.
How important are clean clothes, anyway?
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