I'm going to withhold judgement, opinion, etc until and unless I get an answer to that question.
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So my weekend ended up being a total bust. I didn't get anything done; I didn't even cook any dinner last night as Mrs. Fungus wasn't hungry when she got home from work.
That's not exactly true. Put some more mud up in the bathroom and got the joints taped. It now needs one more coat and it'll be ready to sand, prime, and paint. But that wasn't on my to-do list going into the weekend; now it's not-quite 6 PM on Sunday night and I need to get out of bed in eleven hours to go to work. *sigh*
Tonight's dinner is a pork tenderloin. 2 lbs, it cost a whopping $5. Au gratin potatoes, corn, and the last roll of crescent rolls we bought for Thanksgiving--ought to be quite a nice meal, and there ought to be plenty of leftovers for lunch tomorrow.
Friday I went out to Wendy's for lunch, and because my lunch break is half an hour I ended up eating in the car on the way back. Much rather just get up from my desk and go to the breakroom than go out for it. Oh well.
Still, when I got home Friday evening I was totally wiped out; I think I needed to rest more than I needed to do any of that other stuff. And it was a pretty relaxing weekend all told.
But I do look forward to no longer having to make that drive. Once I'm "work from home" it will be easier.
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Gah--news that oil futures have risen. Gas dropped to $2.33 here in the Fungal Vale, but now it'll go up. I should have filled up when I was out yesterday. *sigh*
That said, it won't be quite this bad. The article doesn't say how big the French government's tax increase on fuel is, but it's got to be pretty sizable to prompt several days' worth of rioting.
Well, of course the situation is more complex than that; it's actually a case of the straw that broke the camel's back.
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It's not quite 7 now. We've eaten dinner. The tenderloin came out perfect: well-seasoned, tender, and juicy.
They'll be on sale until Tuesday night; I might just go back and buy one or two more and stick 'em in the freezer.
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Probably going to be a bad commute tomorrow--they're saying "rain" tonight and "snow" tomorrow. Nothing listed for accumulation, though, and there aren't the high winds we had a week ago. Guess that'll have to do.