No Plan Survives First Contact With The Freak

I went to bed at 5am-ish as planned. Well, at 9:15am-ish I got a call from freak – he’d apparently spent all of yesterday in the shop, shaping some knives on the grinder - <u>without</u> a facemask. Which meant he was breathing metal dust all day, and spent the night coughing. Then, adding insult to injury, the dogs decided to bark all night, keeping him from sleeping. So he wanted me to come & rescue him so he could get some sleep.

 

He’s back for the weekend at this point, with plans to head back up on Monday again, although we’ll see how that goes.

 

The other plan for today was for <lj user=”cutenessfact0r”> to get dropped off after her dental appointment, at which point she’d nap on my couch until it was time to go in. I thought she’d be showing up earlier than she did, which was good in a way because it meant I wasn’t in Tulalip when she showed up. Sadly this also meant that when I crawled back in bed after getting home with the Freakachu, I was woken up to let her in.  Did manage to get about an hour before I had to get up to go to work though.

 

So, I’m at work, exhausted, drinking caffeinated beverages & taking Excedrin-clone for the caffeine. I managed to bring the pies I cooked, however I did not have the chance to finish those machine seams on the blanket. I will finish that thing this weekend, dammnit. I’m tired of not having it finished.