‘Member when I said jet lag was over? Well Jet Lag reads my blog and decided it was too soon to be over him and kicked our asses with a vengeance. I’ve been getting up early and cleaning the house, I mean really cleaning from bathroom cupboards to closets to my desk area which is where everything ends up as its one of the few areas I can take off Sparky’s hand for getting too touchy feely with my stuff.
I’m doing every single brain dead chore I can think of in my stupor. The problem is Sparky. Jet Lag knows he’s the weak link. He loves to nap and has no self-discipline against the call of the freshly made snuggly bed. I can actually fall asleep around midnight. As I only usually need 6 hours, max, I’d be in pretty good shape by now. Sparky can’t. Even though he’s back at work, even though he’s had to be “on” since the day after we got back, come midnight, he’s wide awake and very talkative. Those damn naps. As soon as I pass that magic “I can sleep” window, I’m up until the wee hours.
Last night it was an improvement, only 4 am as opposed to 6 am. Then I was up to take The Talking Man to the train station at 8 am. That’s his superhero power. He foils the bad guys by talking them into a stupor in the middle of the night.
New Topic sans Seque
I need a waxing place. You know, hair removal via wax. I can’t find one and I want it. So if anyone knows of a place in any of the following cities, I’m there frequently enough to satisfy some of my masochistic needs: Hamburg, Berlin, Frankfurt, or Düsseldorf. Or any of the surrounding areas. Please. I’ve tried the home waxing thing and I’m here to tell you, not only does it not work; its more than my very high tolerance for pain can bear. I can do the front of my calves and that’s about it. To add insult to injury, I end up walking around for days sticking to things one does not want to stick to.
Also, if anyone knows of a place I can get a mani/pedi in these areas, I would offer lunch, a mani/pedi and a whole lot of girl talk in gratitude. I’m not talking about the medical kind for old ladies with icky feet. I’m talking about the nice footbath, foot rub and color application, perhaps a paraffin treatment. Something so I don’t become one of those old ladies needing a medical foot treatment.
I do not go into that dark night of hausfrau grooming gently.
Okay, as my brain is really refusing to work correctly, I’ll go back to cleaning out my laundry room.
P.S. I’m going to start organizing that Girls weekend. Please let me know if you’re interested. Chris-AEinD, I can count you in, right?
P.S.S. The kitty pic is by Anne Arkham. She doesn’t seem to be currently writing, but she’s really funny. Anne Arkham