Floopy

For some reason I'm feeling very overwhelmed today. Between memorial services, birthday parties, house cleaning, and getting ready to cook and bake for an undetermined number of people tomorrow, I can't quite figure out where to start. Clearly, unclogging the bathroom sink was a priority. I wish I knew what my asstard housemate put down there (not to be confused with A, the other housemate, who is marvelous). Every time I get the drain unclogged he promptly clogs it up again with his disgusting man gunge. Down with man gunge!

Anyway, I have an awful headache, too much housework to do, and I can't find my party happy face. I have 2 hours to get my groove on can kick this headache, and maybe clear off my bed. It disgusting. My house has gone spectacularly to hell. Between A. moving in, the continued recovery from Dickens, and the amount of time I don't spend at home during the week it's gotten pretty bad. If people are going to be here Sunday I really need to get things worked out so as not to embarrass myself. blegh. At least the unpacking chaos is understandable. It's just starting to make me a little crazy.

I've decided to go low-maintence and low effort for this evening and just wear an old Italian Renaissance dress that I finally fit in to again. It's actually a little big, but it looks nice and should stand up ok with an evening out in the rain. ANd it's way less work than any of the other things I have that fit right now. I don't have to do anything spectacular with my hair, so it won't melt in the rain, and it's comfortable. Yay for comfortable!