Day 176: A Big, Tall Glass of White Whine

I'm doing a two post session today, mainly because I keep falling asleep on the couch. I wonder if I have narcolepsy. But this is fair warning: yesterday/today's is a whine, today/tomorrow's is a rant. Stop reading now, have a quick look at the pictures and move on if neither of those things seem worth pursuing. And to make it worse, the whine today is a sparklingly white one. (White whine: according to Urban Dictionary, is a complaint made by an overprivileged white person). The boy has been shopping again. I got home one night to an electric throw blanket and the next to a second panel heater for the lounge room. The former is warm fluffiness with a plug. I spent the evening dozing to the sound of Finch's 'Mr Reese, what is happening?', and 'Mr Reese, what are you doing?'. And Reese's calm return monotone: 'Finch, I think I have found our victim/perpetrator/perp who is actually a victim (or a perp who was a victim of the victim last time he was a perp)', or, 'Finch, she just became his next target, and he just became mine', or, 'Finch, I think they'll all wake up with a collective headache in the morning, you better organise a bottle of aspirin with the petty cash'. And then because I had slept so long on the couch, there was no blogging and I had to get up and take the electric throw rug to bed and fall asleep again. It's hard.

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The next day, with two panel heaters running, the lounge developed a warming fug that lowered my eyelids and sent me to sleep just as Hannibal was starting (damn: anyone have it on a disc, I keep missing my stunningly architectural and visual cornucopia of depravity). Poor Lollii. I had just let her out into the kitchen where, a few days ago, I could see my breath as I cooked, to have her dinner. I then promptly fell asleep for about five hours and she just had to wait until I opened the door again. Hopefully she took a spell under B——'s bed. Bad mummy, bad mummy! It's even made it a little more bearable to open the study door and write in here. I have no scarf or hat or jacket on right now! The only downside is it makes a fine balancing act of what you can have on, appliance wise, at any given time. We already know you cant do any two of boiling the kettle, toasting or using the microwave without setting off that circuit. Now you can't have light, heat and ironing, for example, all at the same time. Not without several walks to the fuse box. So, see? I am so warm and rested I can't enjoy my leisure time consciously. Like I said, hard, just hard.

The Outfit Dressing 'Chambray' for the Trend Link Up Shirt: Op-shopped Cardigan: Op-shopped Skirt: Op-shopped Belt: Retail Necklace: Myers Shoes: Alberto Piazza discount store

Photographer de Jour: Moi

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