Chinese Food and the Gap

I wish I knew some great sports metaphor to use to describe my day today. I am going for the final push to finish this house. Like an 8th inning Rally? No? 3rd Quarter Stretch perhaps? No. Huh. Anyway, I must finish today because if I don't I will lose my mind.

There's really not any one big job left- just lots of little things that need to be finished. Which is, of course, my calling in life. I am good at stuff like that. Uh-huh. And people in hell are ordering Sno-Cones as we speak.

To finish up these little things I have to go to Wal-Mart. I really don't know which is worse- painting or Wal-Mart. And our Wal-Mart in particular seems to attract some really, freaky people. I suspect that going on a Friday (aka Payday) should be interesting. I once saw a woman with a beard at our Wally World- not like a few stray hairs but a beard. I have seen women in undergarments, swimsuits and pajamas in our Wal-Mart. I have had to change aisles because the men smelled that bad at our Wal-Mart. I do NOT like to go to Wal-Mart. Target people are you out there???? We NEED you out here in Hillbilly Land. Please.

Seriously, if we had a Target and a Gap and a decent Chinese restaurant- and by decent I mean one that doesn't have cats in their freezer, no I am not kidding- this would be close to Heaven on Earth. It's pretty good without all those things but I do love the Gap. And sweet and sour chicken.