A Washer/Dryer conspiracy

Now I'm wigged.

Most of my items, especially undergarment type, are black. Yes this is somewhat TMI, I'm getting there.

So when I have purple socks, I tend to notice when they go missing. I KNOW I had two particular purple socks, and one is missing, after tonight's bout with the wash.

Also, I'm aware of an undie loss as well. Thanks to an ongoing sale, and the sudden departure of parts of my undies from other parts, I recently purchased some new unmentionables. Again, thanks to the sale I know for a fact I had five new pairs.

Tonight, after knowing I laundered all of them (having worn them all pretty much immediately thanks to the imminent failure of a whole lot of the others) I have FOUR pairs.

I can only conclude that the evils of the washer/dryer one-two combo felt the need to devour one purple sock and at least one pair of my undies.

While I commend their fine taste, I resent the loss. I'm actually going to put up "Please return" signs, in case the next person who used the washer and/or dryer finds them in their laundry, where the culprit most evilly coughed them up. In order to fuck with me. (This is after I have a look about tomorrow, in case they missed the laundry basket and are indeed, giggling, at me from a hidey-hole)

Oh yes, laundry room. This means war.
Give me back my panties. Dammit.

Foldings almost done, I need to be off to bed. Not really tired due to a late night, and afternoon nap but I'm thinking I might pass out right away once I get settled.

Collecting thoughts

Amongst all this there is work. of course.

This week
- Tuesday - PAYDAY! Wheee! Work late then to BJs for supplies.
- Wednesday - Client then Crypt
- Thursday, maybe drive to Providence to see Dorian James - he's een pretty good to Chris. I have to call C see what he says.
- Saturday - Work at CPA #1

Next Week
I wonder when our biweekly meeting will be. We'd be having it on Thursday which won't be at work.
- Wed - It's the night before Turkey. How the eff did THAT sneak up on all of us?
- Wed night - SO GOING to Crypt!
- Lunch/Dinner at Ruthie's. I should make time for her this week, for expensive Chinese. Must remember to call her. It's important I go, I think. She called out of the blue.
- Friday - PLEASE don't make me have to work! I think it's accepted we're getting that day off, and not Wednesday, but we're supposed to "check" and see if anyone's open. It's also Black Friday so I won't be going near any stores. I AM probably electing to head to the Cape this day, and have both Saturday and Sunday off.
- I also want to get my Holiday cards done. Yes I actually HAVE THEM already! (Goddess bless you Le Tar-gay. They are just inappropriate enough.) Also, if I'm going to decorate for the holidays it will be this week. I want it early enough for me to enjoy it, not early enough for me to get sick of it. I might hostess a quiet "Jeebus it's XMAS and I hate my damn family!" gathering on Xmas eve, for those not travelling, and just equipping themselves for the next day. Well, Unless I think of somewhere inappropriate to go. I doubt I'm going to D's this year, again, and I know BRET will be up for it. His first El family Xmas might be difficult.

Week after
- Client Wednesday night
Um. I dunno, I haven't thought that far ahead.

I think I'm going to poke Constantine and Howie on separate occasions in there for Sushi or something, Ruthie for Chinese, and anyone else I can think of to socialize, but I'm not capable of the "whens" right now.

The thing I'm hating about my job is my inability to make plans. You'd THINK I wouldn't have any "emergencies" but I feel like I"m hanging on by a thread. You never know WHEN I'll have to work late to "handle" something. This prevents me from making plans, just so I might have to cancel, or cancel plans because something happened and I'm wiped out. My down time has become increasingly "Do NOTHING at all" time. I'm lucky I got laundry done today and that was from the SHEER lack of underwear (NO I do not go commando.I LIKE my undies.)

Bah, I'm really too tired for this right now. I'll probably be adding to this later.

A bright spot on a Monday

I'm not pleased to be at work, and have the step-mother of all headaches (it's bad but not blindingly so, but it's making me a bit sick to my stomach. Aleve has been taken but I think I need lunch.)

but, my The Onion horoscope makes me smile, briefly:

Any hesitation you have in summoning the underworld demon Astaroth will be more than cancelled out by your eagerness to sacrifice a goat.

Heh.

Now I must get back to the petty demands of my clients, whose "OMG THIS IS BAD" items when in reality are nothing more than little bug bites, but to them are the world, are piling up. I wish everything wouldn't come in on Fire. I'm getting irritated at dragging out my extinguisher for something stupid; when if they'd just leave me alone I'd get caught up and not have anything be on fire.

I say that as I'm posting to LJ. Nice. A girl has to have her priorities, you know.