I just got home from buying a rug. It’s very cold and very windy outside, but I do what I must to be domestic. Everything is slowly coming together.

I spent the weekend in Toronto with the boy. It was pretty nice, as it was the first time in a while that he got to spend a whole weekend at his apartment. Though I completely appreciate him coming over to St. Kits to visit me on weekends, I also completely empathize with wanting to be home and having chicks over.

We checked out a really cute little thai restaurant on the Danforth close to where he lives. I wish I could remember the name of it because their vegetarian dishes were delicious. The next night, we had dinner with a friend of his at this brewery pub in the Yonge/Eglinton area. Again, I stuffed myself because their veggie burger was awesome. Unfortunately the Smirnoff Ice I had with the meal wreaked havoc on my system. I just think my body is no longer accepting of the crap I pour down my throat some days and simply decides to shut down instead of process it. So not only did I feel like I completely overate, I also felt ill from the alcohol. And that sucks, because I never even got the buzz part of drinking.

Maybe from now on I’ll stick to wine.

I had to come home early on Sunday because I had to be at work. Sunday night, I spent with my warrior, tanking the Underbog. Fun times!

Friday … get caught up on work

Friday night… off to Toronto

Saturday … shop and hang out with the boy

Sunday … more hanging with the dude. Maybe leave early to go back to work for a bit.

Monday … clear the living room and dining room (buy a rug?)

Tuesday … clean up the kitchen and upstairs hallway

Wednesday … clear up the bedroom, do laundry

Thursday .. wash towels, bathroom rug and bed linens. make sure hallway and foyer and clean and presentable. Buy groceries.

Grocery list:
- sweet potatoes (2 lbs)
- 2 cans coconut milk
- basmati rice
- cumin powder
- peppers, yellow onions, mushrooms
- green peas (if we're out)
- coffee, and creamers.
- shallots (at least 2)
- papadums
- chopped peanuts

Friday … Pot luck party!

I finally took a look at the damage on my living room ceiling. I should have done this a long time ago. I don't know what I've been afraid of. I'm sure a lot of that had to do with procrastination and laziness on my part. The verdict is… drumroll please…. it's not that bad. It looks worse than it is. The paint has peeled and some plaster has cracked but the drywall is intact. There does not seem to be any sag, or mold, or any other indications of serious water damage other than the peeling paint and some discolouration. This can be easily fixed with some plaster and a can of ceiling paint.

I handed my contractor a cheque for his deposit. I finally decided on a guy who was registered with the BBB (Better Business Bureau). We start on my bathroom in about three weeks, which is perfect.

Anyway, it's 2:30am, I have a very busy day tomorrow. I spent the last hour or so taking the garbage out. Yeah, an hour 'or so'. This involved cleaning out the kitty litter, clearing some stuff out of the fridge (ewww, rotting ricotta cheese), breaking down some styrofoam for recycling, and then taking about 5 bags off my porch, down the icy steps, through ice and slush and rain (gawddamit!!!), to the curb in front of my house.

And it's times like this when I think home ownership is not that cool.