Another 10 Minutes

Normally I’d do this in my lj & then copy/paste it to word, but tonight it’s the other way around. I put this off all night in the hopes that I would run short on time & not be able to do it at all, but here I am, 10 minutes away from needing to rush out the door to go to work. Agh.

Rob had an encounter w/the a/c intake grate this morning. It’s been rattling ever since we found that loudspeaker & took it out, and for some reason the last time we changed the filter it got much worse. So we changed the filter this morning & set about stuffing the edges w/paper towels. As a result, he couldn’t get the screws back in & the grate won’t close. So he fucked w/it & fucked w/it, screamed, hollered, threw a screwdriver, almost punched the wall, punched the filter grate & generally made a childish ass out of himself. And I let him carry on. Because rather than letting me help, or letting me have a go at it, he had to fix it. So now, of course, the grate is all bent & warped, still won’t close all the way, looks like crap – but it doesn’t rattle anymore.

 

My blood pressure has been erratic since I switched to the Lotrel – this morning, when Rob was pitching a fit the bottom number hit an all-time high of 104. But when I woke up tonight, it was normal.

 

My mind just completely went blank. I spend a good three or four minutes of my ten just sitting here staring at the screen. Yeesh. My knees are wobbly & I’m all out of breath due to the quickie we just had. We get around to having sex so infrequently these days. We almost have to set appointments. Watched FMA – it’s getting close to the end of the series. Al got eaten alive by a homunculus. I don’t like when things mess w/Al, especially when they mess w/his head. He’s a little kid in a big suit of armor.