I'm sick. I hate being sick. I feel as though I might suffocate at any moment. The other issue with being sick at this moment is I don't have time to be sick - I need to be picking out flooring, packing, painting, figuring out insurance, banks, etc. with the upcoming move. AND, there is constant construction at my house so I can't even stay home and wallow in my self pity and boxes of kleenex.
Last night we had a floor rep come out and give us a quote on flooring. Unfortunately, he did not accept plasma donations as a legitimate payment plan. So tonight we get to go to Lowes, Menards and Home Depot. I only like Lowes. They are helpful. They are smart. Menards and Home Depot - take notes from Lowes. Boyd does not share my sentiments - - although I have noticed his first choice has been Lowe's lately. He's smart too. It appears I have a delightful evening ahead of me.
I know I have been convincingly sick lately because Boyd vacuumed up all of his sawdust mess last night. I heard the shopvac for at least 45 minutes. I decided to lock myself in the bedroom and read the Bible. Just kidding. I am far too involved in finding out how Mitch Rapp is going to rescue the President of the United States and several hostages who are being held in the White House - No idea how I shut the lights out last night and made my way to work today with that hanging over my head.
I have no idea where this post is going. To be honest, I'm not even sure where it started. I need to find my DayQuil, grab a new box of kleenex and stumble on over to Lowe's.
Good night.
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