Be careful what you wish for.

I got a crazy amount of stuff done today. I woke up before 9:00, whereas I usually sleep my entire weekend away. I took the van to the DEQ, passed the emissions test, and then went to the DMV to (finally!) get plates -- and I remembered to bring my knitting, so I had something to do while I waited for my turn.

Then I went to Home Depot and bought an electric chainsaw, new mop heads, and filters for the pump house. I also bought a little bag of decorative stones to put in our jade plant pots and make them all purdy. Then I went to Al's Garden Center to see what all of the fuss was about. I was also hoping they might have a big ol' ficus or two -- I need trees in my house. Alas, they had none. Big Al was a disappointment, I have to say. [Although! They did have Royal Empress trees!] Then I went to Target to buy underwear; our house is infested with underpants gnomes, you see.

Came home, put on my new floppy hat and my polka-dot rubber boots and declared war on the blackberry brambles. I used my machete, my loppers, and my new electric chainsaw, but I had to stop when my arms got too tired -- I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control the chainsaw if it kicked back. I got a lot done, though.

Kiki woke up soon after that, so we threw the dogs in the van and did some more errands. This is where it gets weird. I called Jess while I was waiting for Kiki at Costco. When we came home, I had an appointment to have a phone Stitch-n-Bitch-n-Bastard gathering with Tim. The theme for the evening was gin and tonic. [Oh! I also bought gin today! First for me.] Anyway, we talked for almost 2 hours and both got quite a bit of knitting done. I even kind of liked the G&T.

Then at 11:00 Valarie called, and we spoke for an hour. While I was talking to her, Syd called. After Val and I hung up (well, her phone died), I called Syd back, and I was promptly put on the phone with a strange man who is apparently a screenwriter in Los Angeles. He made me look him up on Facebook and add him as a friend. Then Syd took the phone back, then Screenwriter took the phone back again, and finally

[BREAKING NEWS: Syd's on the phone again. They're having a look at Screenwriter's privates. Oh my. Annnnnd I just talked to a gay guy  named Andrew who told me to come down to Los Angeles "and we'll spank your ass, and you can show us your tits. And I'll show you mine!" ]

Totally forgot where I was going with this. Anyway.

This is just bizarre. I never talk on the phone, and I don't have any friends. And yet I still have evenings like this one. Go figure.

My life has changed a lot in the last year. Sometimes I feel like I'm watching myself in a movie.

Tomorrow: Reform School Sister Bingo!  <3 <3 <3