One fifth of the 250 Workday Outfits Challenge is done. I've updated the Challenge page with pics. So, can we talk about something else? You know how it is, your life is ok, nothing fantastic but ok and you're fine with that, then it seems like the wheels start falling off. This week, that is literally what happened! No, not on the car...on the dishwasher's top tray. So all week we've only had half a dishwasher, and that condition will continue until the new part arrives. And it is such a trial!! I couldn't get the roomies to load, run and unload the thing daily as it was, To think we used to live completely without one for years & years; I'm so aggravated at the moaning & groaning over using the dishwasher!!
Now, I had car trouble too, but didn't lose any wheels. I was actually leaving the house early, got in the Red Menace (aka the Dodge Neon) and took off for work. I didn't even get to the end our street before the check engine light came on. There's no way I'm going to try to "tough it out" and maybe break down somewhere on the way to work. So I turn right around & head back to the house -- we've got another car. When I got home, I realized I didn't have a key to the other car; that's on a separate key chain with the keys to the other house. So I've got to go inside & get that key chain; only it wasn't where I swear I left it. Now I'm digging around on the dresser & the nightstand and turning on lights and just generally getting frantic. The Plaidman is not happy to be wakened by all this tizzy, so he pulls his key off his key chain and sends me away. But not before informing me that his car has just about enough fuel to get to the closest gas pumps a half mile away. Aaauuggghh! I must fly away to the Kroger pumps, fuel up, and get out into much heavier rush hour traffic than I'm used to (now it's about 30 minutes later than I usually leave). I got about 8 miles down the road and had about 2 minutes before I'd be late to work, with about 2.10 miles to go...and I had to call my boss & let her know I was running late. Now, this is not normally a problem, but as I was going to leave work early for a dental appointment, I had really wanted to get in early -- you know, be the team player and hold up my end and all that motivational blather. So I felt bad about coming in late and leaving early. So bad, in fact, that after my crown was molded, crunched up and removed, and another mold was made, and the temporary crown placed, I went back to work. For two hours.
Oh, Plaidman's in heaven, the Titans are on the TV.
Last weekend he & I went to Waly World, and bought two chromed industrial shelving units for the craft room, and a storage cabinet for the red room. I'd had all I could take of the mishmash of recyclables storage, so now it's all under cover -- actually, behind cabinet doors. We'll work on the shelving units this weekend. I plan to put all the yarn and other crafty goods on these shelves, so I can use the closet for the rest of the tops I got in Texas (Thanks, SIS!).