May 25, 2005

I'm, like, yeah, whatever

It is not done when 'tis done, because the lawyer is on vacation for the rest of the week. I like long weekends, but not weekends that are long because I am awaiting resolution.

This stuff (cryptic though it is here) has put a pall over everything else I'm doing. New kitchen? Great. The cabinet doors aren't even (because the walls aren't square) and now that the oven is in, it ain't ever coming out, because the unsquare walls lead to unsquare cabinets, and I don't know what else. It looks fine. It's my dream kitchen. Whatever.

Some friends of mine had a baby today. I'm actually concerned about this, because she's a month early and they had to put her in intensive care because she's breathing too fast. The dad said it was okay; that's normal with preterm babies...this is another reason I could never have children. I'd be freaking out that no combination of "my kid" and "intensive care" is normal. But I'm just worried, not delighted, which is the actual appropriate response here. Baby. Yay. Whatever.

So. Worried about the baby, glad about the kitchen, in knots about work. Dogs are going on with their doggy life and the torturer's horse
is scratching its innocent behind on a tree. Whatever.

Posted by Nic at May 25, 2005 05:18 PM
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