OMG, I was so tired and cranky last night I couldn't even stand to be around MYSELF.
So I only did a couple things on the list -- cleaned the downstairs toilet and moved a couple boxes. Then I called it quits and read for a wee bit and then turned out the light.
Better today after getting some sleep. A good thing for everyone.
Because of Olympics, no new episodes continue. I will have to tackle more cupboards in the kitchen though. That's going to be ongoing for a few more days.
It's probably a good thing that there aren't new episodes this week of the shows I like. I've got too much to do in the evenings right now anyway. I still haven't watched last week's.
Here's the mid-demo shots of the bathroom that I came home to last night.
Tonight I'm going to take it a LITTLE easy. I'm going to clean the downstairs bathroom/laundry room but then I'm going to read (CAKE: THE NEWLYWEDS) and go to bed. I'm just tired.
We're not doing anything for Valentine's Day. Steve has shooting. And we'll be without a kitchen for a few weeks so dinner from out so no need for frou frou stuff like flowers right now. It's just Valentine's Day.
If you really loved me, the renovations would be done and we can get on with our lives.
But we are able to have the boys at work with us.
They've calmed down enough from yesterday to just nap, thank goodness. I've got work I need to do and can't keep petting them. And they're getting attention from everyone else so they're not hating it.
Tonight, I'll watch The Curse of Oak Island while having dinner and taking a break from cleaning things out of the kitchen. Cleaning out all the cupboards and drawers after 16 years is so fun.
Nothing on TV tonight because of the stupid Olympics.
Indeed.
But I need to do moving of stuff tonight anyway.
That will be me because I don't where to move stuff TO. And irritating on that is a book that just arrived today that I'd like to sit down and read, "CAKE: THE NEWLYWEDS by J. Bengtsson. 4th of 4 in Cake series, romantic.
You thought their story was over… but a love like theirs has no end.
Fate doesn’t own Jake McKallister. At least, that’s what he tells
himself. Life is better than ever. He’s at the top of his game,
performing to sold-out crowds the world over. He has his health and a
solid, fun-loving family to keep him grounded. And he got the girl - the
beautiful, quirky girl he’s just made his wife. Yes, life is good. If
only fate would stop screaming in his ear. Lucky is the best word for
Casey McKallister. She has an awesome support system, a nerd’s dream job
at a prestigious accounting firm, and best of all, she’s married to the
hottest rock star to ever roam the earth. Yes, life is perfect… until
it all comes crashing down around her. They say love conquers all.
That’s what Jake and Casey are counting on.
Published 2018; 368 pages. This will probably jump the queue when I go to bed and read for a bit.
Currently reading AS DEATH DRAWS NEAR by Anna Lee Huber. 5th of 6 in
series featuring Lady Darby, a widowed artist in 1830s Scotland.
July 1831. In the midst of their idyllic honeymoon in England’s Lake
District, Kiera and Gage’s seclusion is soon interrupted by a missive
from her new father-in-law. A deadly incident involving a distant
relative of the Duke of Wellington has taken place at an abbey south of
Dublin, Ireland, and he insists that Kiera and Gage look into the matter.
Intent on discovering what kind of monster could murder a woman of the
cloth, the couple travel to Rathfarnham Abbey school. Soon a second nun
is slain in broad daylight near a classroom full of young girls. With
the sinful killer growing bolder, the mother superior would like to send
the students home, but the growing civil unrest in Ireland would make
the journey treacherous. Before long, Kiera starts to suspect that some
of the girls may be hiding a sinister secret.
Nothing on TV for me tonight. A good thing, that. We were told yesterday that the remodel of our main bathroom starts on Monday. Very fast choices being made on flooring, cabinets, counter top, tile, and paint.
I've got to start major prepping to do ... moving stuff out, boxing stuff, throwing away stuff ...
I cried more at last night's episode of This Is Us, about Jack's funeral, than I did on Sunday's Super Bowl episode when he died. I was a good ep. Gerald McRaney guesting again as the doctor is the BEST.
I do have episodes to catch up on of Scorpion, Chicago Med, Hunting Hitler but I just won't be able to get to them until after this weekend probably.
Currently reading THE GATE KEEPER by Charles Todd. 20th of 20 in
series featuring Ian Rutledge, a shell-shocked World War I veteran
returning to his job at Scotland Yard, in London.
On a deserted
road, late at night, Scotland Yard’s Ian Rutledge encounters a
frightened woman standing over a body, launching an inquiry that leads
him into the lair of a stealthy killer and the dangerous recesses of his
own memories. Hours after his sister’s wedding, a restless Ian Rutledge
drives aimlessly, haunted by the past,
and narrowly misses a motorcar stopped in the middle of a desolate road.
Standing beside the vehicle is a woman with blood on her hands and a
dead man at her feet. She swears she didn’t kill Stephen Wentworth. A
stranger stepped out in front of their motorcar, and without warning,
fired a single shot before vanishing into the night. But there is no
trace of him. And the shaken woman insists it all happened so quickly,
she never saw the man’s face. Although he is a witness after the fact,
Rutledge persuades the Yard to give him the inquiry, since he’s on the
scene. But is he seeking justice—or fleeing painful memories in London?
Wentworth was well-liked, yet his bitter family paint a malevolent
portrait, calling him a murderer. But who did Wentworth kill? Is his
death retribution? Or has his companion lied? Wolf Pit, his village, has
a notorious history: in Medieval times, the last wolf in England was
killed there. When a second suspicious death occurs, the evidence
suggests that a dangerous predator is on the loose, and that death is
closer than Rutledge knows.
