In Nail Bondage

sam­bear came home from buy­ing lots and lots of gro­ceries at Sam’s Club and made me eat. I’ve been ordered to “con­serve (my) ener­gy” for school, so the rest of the house­work stuff won’t be done today. Most­ly. Prob­a­bly. Okay, I cleaned the kitchen again after we all had lunch, start­ed anoth­er load of laun­dry, and scrubbed the tub. But I did­n’t do the toi­let, because squat­ting or kneel­ing to do a good job on it hurts too much. Sam said he’ll do that. I haven’t done the van­i­ty area yet, because I was going to put on my make­up and then deal with that.

Sam took Katie to the oral surgery appoint­ment. He did­n’t want me to take a chance on being late to class. He’s such a sweetie 🙂

I’m try­ing to do my nails now. star­rchilde, how do you make it seem so EASY? Y’all will like­ly be sub­ject­ed to too many posts/comments from me because typ­ing is the only thing I can do while my nails dry. Sure­ly some­one has explored the inher­ent bondage pos­si­bil­i­ties in this nail paint­ing thing, right?

Very inter­est­ing: Culi­nary Therapy

Quote from hopeev­ey:
Ein­stein’s Three Rules of Work
1. Out of clut­ter, find sim­plic­i­ty. 2. From dis­cord, find har­mo­ny. 3. In the mid­dle of dif­fi­cul­ty lies opportunity.
— Albert Einstein

Last night we hung up the ginor­mous C‑SPAN’s Amer­i­can Pres­i­dents Time­line in the office. It’s very cool. Yes, we’re geeks, but you knew that, did­n’t you?

I want a real­ly good world map. Katie would pre­fer a globe, so we’re like­ly to go with that. Maybe a map of North Amer­i­ca, then?

This weeks’ affir­ma­tion, cour­tesy of keira­cait­lyn:
AGREEMENT — “I sur­ren­der con­trol and expec­ta­tions to the Uni­verse. I walk through all sit­u­a­tions with com­plete trust and will­ing­ness. I hon­or the blocks in my life as I await spir­i­tu­al guid­ance and direction.”