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Jen isn't quite sure when she lost her mind, but it is probably documented here on Meditatio. She blogs because the world needs her snark at all hours of the night... and she probably can't sleep anyway.

Exhausted But Still Here

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[+] Three services yesterday (Churches 1 & 3 plus the nursing home service) and washing the last of the towels from the sewage incident at the laundromat. I did get a nice 2 hour nap but it meant that I skipped lunch and was flattened during the nursing home service.

[+] I think I’m toward the end of junk dripping down my throat and into my chest. I’m pushing liquids today and trying to get decongested. The only problem: most decongestants give me panic attacks and the ones that don’t make me V-E-R-Y sleepy.

[+] I’m doing the first annual Green Blogathon this weekend and I got my blogathon site back up on Saturday night. (I don’t do it here because I don’t want people in my real life to find my site.) I’m blogging for the National Parks Conservation Association — if you want to pledge for that, go to my blogathon site and click on “Sponsor Me”.

[+] While getting my blogathon site up, I stressed out my neck and upper back since that’s where I tend to be storing my stress these days. (I was having layout issues while trying to get my sitemeter on the site.) I’ve taken Flexeril to get them untensed but it also means that I sleep for 16 hours straight or am wicked tired.

Please?

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[+]Â? The car is deskunked.Â? (I owe most of that to the negative temperatures which have either made the thiols disintegrate or have taken away my sense of smell.)
[+] The sewage catastrophe from Wednesday is (almost) completely cleaned up.Â? (I have a couple loads of clothes to redo but that’s it.)

God, could you please give me a good weekend (and make Jon wash the towels that wereÂ? used to soak the bathroom floor)?

My Romantic Valentine’s Day Date: Driving 110 Miles To An Automatic Carwash To Get The Dead Skunk Off The Bottom of the Car

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See title. Thanks!

Jon was driving to a church council meeting when he chanced upon Flower (the skunk from Bambi) walking down the middle of the road. He honked at it and it refused to move. (Apparently, it thought it was a match for a Volvo station wagon.) He swerved to avoid it… and still ended up hitting it. Apparently Thumper also had a death wish because he ran across the road TWICE and then toward Jon’s headlights. He however did not get hit.

When Jon got home, I asked him how bad the car was and his response: “Pretty bad.” I stuck my nose outside and was overcome by “l’eau de dead skunk”. Since we live in the middle of freaking nowhere and need this car on a daily basis, we had two choices: drive 100 miles to Havre where there *might* be an automatic carwash or drive 110 miles to Great Falls where I *know* there is an automatic carwash. (The trip to Great Falls is also 90% on the interstate, so it’s mildly safer that hauling tail to Havre at 9:30 at night.)

I grabbed my crocheting and off we went to Great Falls where the automatic carwash of choice was being remodelled. The nice people did point us to another one and give us a couple coupons for it, so we drove another 4 blocks and went in and got “THE WORKS” package. The people at the counter looked at us like we were insane (which we are, thank you) and warned us that our doors might freeze shut. (Yes… but it’s also easier to get dead skunk off the car when it’s not frozen on.) So we went through the carwash and the end result was a less stinky car. (I’m thinking the smell will wear off in a month?)

We drove back up to the town of 10 people where we live and got home about 1:15. There was no romantic Valentine’s day activity after that point: just the sound of both of us falling onto the bed and being asleep the second our heads hit the pillow.

Anyone want to try and beat this?