Plan for tonight: do laundry, get rid of the damn chair, eat dinner, write email. In that order. Get to bed at a normal hour.

Instead, I'm sitting here, freezing my toeseez off because I have a gas leak in my kitchen that I can't take care of, waiting for the PG&E guy to get here. The laundry is sitting here next to me, just as dirty as before. I can't leave to deliver the damn chair, and I can't cook dinner. I may be calling for a pizza soon. I took a chance and turned on my computer, so I guess it's email time.

Brrr. And I had to turn off the heat because I had to open all the windows and doors - it's a strong gas leak.