Monday, August 24, 2009

Recharge, please.

Sigh. Welcome to Monday. Today we are scheduled for an inspection of our apartment. I'm tired from cleaning, I admit. But I'm more tired of the insanity of helping my daughter resettle.

Tonight there was a major crisis. She prepared to color her hair, only to discover her hair coloring package was no where to be found. She was nearly in tears. Now I know that her hair color wasn't a matter of life and death, but when you're starting a new job and want to put all your best feet forward... well, her spouse and I went out in search of the appropriate hair color while she did other "girl" things in preparation. We found her color at the second store.

When today is over, I plan to collapse on the nearest level surface and pass out. Perhaps I'll have a piece of chocolate or even eat a cookie or something. No, that's tomorrow because tomorrow is the Hunk's birthday.

Oh, no! Does that mean I have to bake a cake? I asked him what he wanted for his birthday and I received the standard answer. "I don't know."

In the meantime, I could use a recharge. Too bad its not as easy as poking my finger in a socket.



  1. I completely understand how your daughter felt about the hair colour...and yeah - have some cake - have some for me too - we deserve it

  2. Yikes.
    I still can't believe they're checking to make sure the apartment is tidy/clean.
    I trust your daughter's first day is a good one.
    Hope after this you can kick back, put your feet up and read a good book.

  3. Good Luck with the inspection! Hope your daughter has a wonderful first day of work and Happy Birthday to your hubby. And you deserve an extra piece for all the work you've been doing lately.

  4. Happy Birthday to the man.

    I suppose you'll be ready for the escape to Romanticon by October?

  5. Hope the inspection goes well. Good luck to your daughter at her first day at work.

    Happy Birthday to your hubby.