THINKING THINGS OVER

 Fiorella is still unhappy. In addition to the burning feeling on her left thumb and first finger (poison ivy?), she woke up with a bad stomach, which took a couple of hours to calm down. Then came the urgent calls from the boiler rooms. Next came the realization that, because she couldn't find the thermostat, the only way she could cool down the house was by swinging the front door wide, then doing the same to the back door. Of course, the wind slammed the back door with a magnificent WHAM that could be heard all around the neighborhood, but no one's said anything to your girl yet. 

All of this maneuvering inspired Fio to rework her overloaded chest of drawers, and she did a really good job of it if she has to say so herself. Actually, her whole bedroom has been shaping up fairly well. The next thing she's going to tackle is her clothes basket, which she'll have to maneuver to fit into the long chest at the foot of her bed. And if you're wondering, yes, this is the same chest Fio re-made from a stand-up chest years ago when she moved into her former home. Your girl is nothing if not thrifty.

Luckily, Fiorella was able to snag her favorite maid from her Georgetown days to stay with her overnight while Son L and his wife are off on a cruise. We watched some Spanish-language TV together yesterday, and Fio's hoping we'll find some more to watch more this evening. The dramas are the ones that help your girl the most because everything gets acted out.

As you remember, as soon as Son and his wife get back home, Fio plans to call in Task Rabbit to repair her bed and renovate that ridiculous clothes closet that she's always complaining about. Hmm...maybe she can ask them about the possibilities of removing the wainscotting to make room for the chests beside her bed to face forward rather than sideways. OMG! I'M JUST LIKE MY MOTHER!

On the side, I don't care at all about silliness at the Oscars, but I do care about getting a well-qualified person on the Supreme Court.