Work, Work, Work....

So huge thank yous to: zinjadu, lovelies, cuylerjade, drusillas_rain and ellid! I got your holiday cards, about half of them today! Which greatly improved my mood. :D

Fence is fixed as good as it possibly can be with just me and no tools. All the garbage has been picked up and the trash barrels have been righted, and the shingles and whatnot have been returned to the neighbor's yard.

I can't do anything about the door. The wind knocked the bottom of it out, and while I was able to get it back in sort of, it's hanging funny and gaping open and so the porch is freezing. I also can't do anything about the screens. Or the fact that my beautiful high, standing ashtray is busted up. At least it's no longer stuck in the window of the shed....

I haven't even gone into the shed. I'm almost afraid to. While the doors were closed and locked - and even that almost didn't help, the metal latch is almost torn off its hinges - the windows were not. They can't be, for a variety of reasons.

I haven't even eaten yet, and I'm still so nauseous that I'm worried I can't keep anything down. It's not even 11:30 and I already feel ready for a hot bath and bed. And I still need to pack for L.A.

So much for relaxing and enjoying the wind down after Christmas. I am very, very tempted to treat myself to Sonic and say 'fuck it' for an hour or two while I veg in front of the TV. But I really should get some posts done while I have a few minutes sitting down.

BUT! In good news: I'm not quite as terrified about money as I was. So that's one huge load off my mind, at least.