My gall bladder attacked last night, and now I’m super nauseous and sore. If this is indicative of the time I have left with this particular organ, I am so ready to have it disappear.
Also, working open to close at a job I resent. On the bright side, I have two job interviews this week, both for jobs I’m actually interested in.
Anonymous asked: Bet you can't gif the entire Frozen.
Well, finally FINALLY got the kitchen clean. Counter and floors and everything. It’s walkable again.
Now, to move on to the living room. (Or shower and THEN do it so I don’t feel so gross.)