Saturday, December 20, 2008

The Saturday numbers

As at 10.17 pm Sunday night update:

Christmas presents bought: 2
Christmas presents delivered: 3 (not the same ones)
Morning coffee dates kept: 1
Family visits paid: 2
Christmas Day arrangements made: 1
Boxing Day arrangements made: 1
New Year's Eve arrangements made: 0.5 1
Christmas cards written: 0 3
Dishes washed: 0 1 sinkful, still not enough
Reviews written: 0
Christmas trees up but still not decorated: 0 1
Minutes Hours spent on tax preparation (accountant appointment Monday morning): 4.5 and still not finished!
Pages of weekly fiction for review read: 0 263
Pages of 700-page biography for 2000-word review (due 1/1/09) read, in total: 13. Still. Gahh.

Sigh. Sigh.

7 comments:

Zoe said...

Number of family members who have had a weep today: 3

piouslyc

Pavlov's Cat said...

Before lunch on a Sunday, too. I'm guessing the man of the house is the stoic here.

Zoe said...

All smiles now, but rotten sun shifting into Capricorn doesn't really suit me too well.

So for happiness' sake, here's a new eggcorn I found today, from a Melbourne food blogger describing the resignation of the two leading food/restaurant writers at The Age for new roles elsewhere:

"This strikes me as a huge coo for The Australian"

I can just see Chris Mitchell preening now :)

clasest - you really do have the best doorbitch

Pavlov's Cat said...

Well that's going to ruffle a few feathers at Fairfax!

Sorry, you started it.

A huge coo, eh? That is an eggcorn among eggcorns, a bilingual prize.

I have Capricorn rising, so that probably explains why I just felt inspired to sit down and did two and a half hours straight of work on my tax. That and the appointment with the accountant in the morning. Income down, deductions to go.

Zoe said...

Yes, I'm sure that Fairfax is feeling they've been shat on from a great height. I did start it, and I'm bad at stopping these things.

You are a Very Good Girl. I have packed off the menfolk to the pool and am 1/3 of the way through the annual Day of The Plums. Sauce made, pickle and chutney to come.

lauredhel said...

Oh nice! And a true eggcorn, too, with a re-analysis encompassing the admiring Pommy interjection/ejaculation "Coo!"

I can't see it in the Eggcorn Database yet, despite a few sightings on Google - care to submit?

Kathleen said...

I am glad to find out (in a schadenfreude-type way) that I am not the only person left in the world without a dishwasher.

Sigh.

(Word verification = "poriz". Very Scottish lol-cat: "I can haz poriz?"