Five fun facts:
1) It is my mother's birthday tomorrow (er, looking at the clock, today).
2) My office supplies and giftwrapping supplies are all packed into the spare bedroom in inaccessible shelves or stacked in crates ten high, thanks to the repainting which is still not finished yet.
3) I only put these two facts together after midnight when I thought "oh I'll just quickly wrap these gi... oh shit".
4) Some of her gifts haven't arrived yet and required nice IOUs, and the color printer is at the back of the spare bedroom. I would need to be an Olympic athlete to get to it right now.
5) I'm pretty much housebound for health reasons at the moment and have zero chance of getting out to buy any paper or gift tags before she turns up at lunchtime tomorrow.
Put these Five Fun Facts together and you get the result that I've just spent five hours trying to turn A4 sheets of colored paper into something resembling wrapping paper, and decoupaging the only fucking box of Christmas cards that didn't escape the Packing Tornado into something sort of birthday-card-ish.
...oh! and I've just remembered I haven't cleaned the kitchen!
*faints*
1) It is my mother's birthday tomorrow (er, looking at the clock, today).
2) My office supplies and giftwrapping supplies are all packed into the spare bedroom in inaccessible shelves or stacked in crates ten high, thanks to the repainting which is still not finished yet.
3) I only put these two facts together after midnight when I thought "oh I'll just quickly wrap these gi... oh shit".
4) Some of her gifts haven't arrived yet and required nice IOUs, and the color printer is at the back of the spare bedroom. I would need to be an Olympic athlete to get to it right now.
5) I'm pretty much housebound for health reasons at the moment and have zero chance of getting out to buy any paper or gift tags before she turns up at lunchtime tomorrow.
Put these Five Fun Facts together and you get the result that I've just spent five hours trying to turn A4 sheets of colored paper into something resembling wrapping paper, and decoupaging the only fucking box of Christmas cards that didn't escape the Packing Tornado into something sort of birthday-card-ish.
...oh! and I've just remembered I haven't cleaned the kitchen!
*faints*