Counting Down

I need to make sure I have The Stuff(tm) to make the semi-fancy desserts I have planned for the yule feast. I need to make sure I have oranges, eggs, cream, nuts, dried fruits, little containers for the aforementioned desserts. A clean firkin table...

Yarks.

And next week, it's YULE!

Thank the Powers that fortune smiled upon me enough to have my dang novel finished before the Big Rush. So now I don't have to fret about doing my five hundred before the end of the day.

I do have to fret about the house being at least halfway presentable in a week or less, but that's an entirely different kettle of fish.

I suspect I'm going to have to rush and conglomerate all of Beloved's unsorted sorting into one heap in the garage and hope that it doesn't cause another firkin mountain.

I'm getting sick of Beloved maintaining the status quo and inertia until I firkin snap about it.

But... today, I need money. And it's a cleaning day. And I have my lovely little Miss Chaos back to just... fuel the fires of potential disaster.

And, budget depending, I have to get the kids to get us something as well. Bleh.

You get a story whenever I'm done with everything else.