After a long night in the ICU, I just wanted to go home and not leave again until after Christmas, but this morning it was so cold that the tire pressure indicators on my car went haywire and had me putting air in tires that didn't need it, bringing me closer to frostbitten fingers than ever before. After that, I went to the grocery and bought all kinds of stuff to see us through until the 26th. From now until then, I just want to sit by the fire and keep warm!
This year we've already celebrated the season with family and friends, so it's just me and the guys, who have gone Christmas shopping this evening. My husband is fixing up my writing nook as my gift this year. Right at the moment, I'm sitting in a chair on top of a piece of some kind of particle board stuff that is disintegrating and is full of holes. My computer sits in the drawer of a desk so cluttered that I can't even put my laptop on it. Of course, my husband's desk looks worse, but it is his intention to give me better working conditions. Right now, I'd settle for a built-in foot warmer. My son wanted to get me a new chair, but I'm funny about chairs; they have to be made a certain way or I can't sit in them--at least not as long as I need to as a writer. Bad hip, you know, compliments of one of the horses out there in the barn.
Speaking of cold fingers and toes, Here's a little something to warm up your holiday.
If anyone figures out how to actually turn him over, would you please enlighten me?
I've tried, BELIEVE me, I've tried!
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I tried and failed!
It's a sad, sad thing. So much frustration. . . .
I have abandoned flipping him, but in extreme frustration.
You have a writing nook? Lucky! That's a nice present the DH is getting for you, and sweet that your son wants to get you a chair. I'm not sure there's a chair in existence that will make it so my back's not sore after a couple hours...I'm a huncher, unfortunately. I get writing and just forget to sit up straight.
Hope Santa cleans that desk for you:-)
Kendra,
I feel your frustration!
You know, I'm not even sure that my "nook" qualifies as a nook! It's just a big, old desk beside the bed that doubles as a nightstand.
I know what you mean about hunching; it usually takes me several steps to straighten up completely!
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