Ahah, here I am, eeking an entry out in the last hour of the day.
I almost went to bed, but then while I was brushing my teeth I set my eyes on my poor, often neglected spool of floss.
And then I made the connection and realized that it almost happened. I almost lost out on my Nablopomo commitment to blog every day this month. I would have been so pissed off tomorrow morning had that happened. Not because it's a big deal, but because there are now all these, ahem, entries of splendidly high quality hanging around in my blog, as a result of trying to say something every day.
Today was FULL of productive tedium. Much of it was a little less tedious though because it was centered around our trip to Toronto in a few weeks. It seems I may have to try and haul myself out of bed at 2am to call my sister in the effort to hammer out some details. Half asleep. I wonder how (actually, if) that will work. I wish she was a little more active in her internet use and skills. Keeping in touch would certainly be easier that way.
Also, I vacuumed. I should get a gold star for this. I hate the vacuum as some of you know. It gives me rage, and with good reason. I washed the dishes, I made sure all was in place for tomorrow's dinner involving 12 hours of marination, however despite all of this, I did not floss. And I won't. Too tired.