Ugh. One hour, ten minutes, half of a gargantuan driveway (shoveling and ice breakage), the front walk, the front stoop, the back stoop, one micromanaging downstairs neighbor in her pajamas, and a partridge in a pear tree later, one very sweaty Andee come back into the kitchen more or less triumphant to claim her breakfast. Now I can get on the phone tonight for an assload of time with impunity. beeyotch.
So much for going to work early. *sigh*
So much for going to work early. *sigh*