Ufff. Nice of
cz_unit and company to post the exact reasons poly would not work for me. Jealousy aside, just getting things to work with one person (and three cats) has been probably my biggest accomplishment of the last 5 years. The thought of putting that much more work into my romantic and everyday life, even if I thought the end result would be better than what I have now, is incredibly tiring. (Course, it helps that I love my little family so much as it stands. We're so goddamn adorable. ;) This is not a new thought, just kinda reinforced by that post. I found it a pretty chilling read.
I cut my thumb pretty badly last night while washing a piece (the sharp piece) of the food processor. :_( I have one of those 3M foam bandaids on it, and no intention of looking underneath for a few days. It was dripping last night and it looked like I might lose a fair-sized flap of skin.... sucky, sucky, sucky. I hate it when I hurt my hands. So this is one more argument for getting a dishwasher.
Lastly, today we sign the purchase & sale agreement for the condo. I'd hoped to nip into Harvard Square and write the check while out on my lunch friend-date, but the lawyers are still doing the final draft, so it isn't happening until afternoon. I already have plans to go for a drink tonight with AJ and HLM, on the assumption that I'll need it after that. I know just what I want, too: hot chocolate with a shot of peppermint schnapps, and several thousand repetitions of the mantra it's not gone, just turned into home equity...
I cut my thumb pretty badly last night while washing a piece (the sharp piece) of the food processor. :_( I have one of those 3M foam bandaids on it, and no intention of looking underneath for a few days. It was dripping last night and it looked like I might lose a fair-sized flap of skin.... sucky, sucky, sucky. I hate it when I hurt my hands. So this is one more argument for getting a dishwasher.
Lastly, today we sign the purchase & sale agreement for the condo. I'd hoped to nip into Harvard Square and write the check while out on my lunch friend-date, but the lawyers are still doing the final draft, so it isn't happening until afternoon. I already have plans to go for a drink tonight with AJ and HLM, on the assumption that I'll need it after that. I know just what I want, too: hot chocolate with a shot of peppermint schnapps, and several thousand repetitions of the mantra it's not gone, just turned into home equity...