cold feet and hungry

the arm (and ankle) hurt too much to clean out the car (you'd think it's a simple task, but it really requires stable ankles and two arms that can fully extend and support body weight to stretch under car seats and into the corners to clean a car... alas, the same reason i have not unpacked the boxes since the move and i've got no one close enough to ask to help... jackson offered a couple of times, but forgets she did i guess... work and sanford are her life these days, and i do not want any of my other friends to clean stinky places when i am not ready to myself... give the choice to count on someone or expect anyone to pay attention enough to help me or offer help without my asking and simply not counting/expecting anything- i am much happier not counting on anyone these days...

obviously overtired, too... dinner?... something hot... pasta... comfort food... yup...

it does not help that i am sitting by the open patio door and the chilled breeze is hurting my feet... happiness deserves some air and i left mmy slippers by the door cuz they were dirty after walking happiness and they refuse to float over here by themselves and happiness is not much of a fetching dog and i am bundled up warming up so... lack of sleep and broken sleep when nobody cuddly is around to play with is no fun...

narf :}