Plasma No Go

With the lingering tiredness from my back-to-back evenings out and the lingering bruises on my arms from my last plasma donation attempt, I cancelled my second plasma appointment for this afternoon. It feels like dropping your cash at the ATM on a windy day. Ba bye green. *tear* The good news is that it has opened up my afternoon for a nap... ah... I mean house cleaning. It is strange how two nights away from my house has left me feeling like it is a disaster area. The inside needs a good once over and my plants outside have been severely neglected lately and could use some attention. Plus I still have more trim to paint. At this point I feel like I'll be painting for the rest of my life. I guess that is the joy of home ownership, er no?