As the Floor Goes...

[evilgoddss]

Ah, the flooring issues of my life. Well, the new laminate is done. (Insert cheer!) but the baseboards have to go up still. That's tomorrow morning's chore. Then the furniture all moved back. Again, tomorrow's chore. Then the house cleaned, because I can not live one more week in this chaos.

Family did (Canadian) Thanksgiving today. I notice, however, on the call display that once-again Claris has called on the Family-dinner night. For shame! And though I'm still up, it is 1:30am, and I'm soon to go to sleep, otherwise I'd call back and scold you for silliness. Will call tomorrow evening. You might even be home.

Cosmic Bob: You rock. Your security feature clue was precisely the cause of my graphic woes.

And that concludes my world. Things I learned:
1) To do a laminate floor you need a table saw, a chop saw, and a jig-saw.
2) Monsters have master-dog separation anxiety. I may change his name to Saran-wrap.
3) My brother wouldn't notice a mess if he tripped over it. Which he did, and still didn't notice.

Comments

[cosmicbob.livejournal.com]

Yay me!

[claris.livejournal.com]

dude, I called you at THREE your time. You normally don't get to your parents' until FIVE. shoosh on you.

and you so won't call. I know you don't love me any more, you fickle, fickle wench. *g*

[evilgoddss.livejournal.com]

It's a simple equation, dear... call Claris or go to bed and sleeeeep.

Sleep won.