ARGH. I didn't have the leisure I had hoped for today to just sit here and watch DVDs. I tried to make peanut butter fudge for the first time, but I turned my back for a second and it stiffened up instantly in the pan, so I re-softened it on the stovetop and now it won't set up at all. I guess I'll make a chocolate cake with peanut butter fudge icing.
I am unreasonably upset because I can't give the presents I want to give at Christmas time.
Costco also ran the charge on my debit card twice, so instead of 205, I'm out 410, and said card was declined when I went for gas this evening. I'm hoping this is just because it's the weekend, and it will clear up Monday morning when the bank opens. If not, I'm going to have to call, because otherwise, the check I wrote to Barb will clear but leave me with a $20 fee for insufficient funds.
And my external drive DEFINITELY will not work. I can't get any computer in the house to recognize it, which means I don't dare plug in my iPod because it will erase most of the music I have currently loaded (because iTunes will be looking for the songs on the external drive); this means I won't get my weekly podcasts. SIGH. And, of course, I'll have to a) re-rip the CDs, and b) re-digitalize the songs I copied from old filksong tapes. Of course, that will spur me to get my digital music programs loaded, I suppose... (so much for putting stuff on the great, big, external drive for safekeeping).
As I know so many people who have serious problems with depression, I often feel kind of weenie for being such a whiner. I know it's a HUGE case of PMS (TMI: I'm about ten days late at this point), so I hope most people are ignoring me, but there it is. I came to the conclusion earlier that I should simply stop talking because every time I open my mouth something stupid comes out of it. (Please, do, ignore the whining.)
I did not get the floor cleaned this weekend, and LORD, it needs it. I hope I can get that done before Christmas. I did get the laundry done, which was a trick, considering our clothesline fell down during the last storm -- I tied the lines to the fence from the still-standing pole. Not as much space, so I'm going to take the sheets to the laundromat, but all the clothes are done, at least. We also baked the yearly ton of goodies (Barb did more than me, but I'd already done a couple of batches of Christmas cookies for work and such); I got some truffles made for those which prefer the candy to the cookies, and while the peanut butter fudge didn't come out, the good ol' chocolate stuff did. I haven't yet made queenofattiola's magnificent coconut barrows, but I may still do that this week if I have a chance.
Now I should get back to crochet.