BF just left to go to the funeral (it's about 4 hours north of here, pretty much to the border) and will be gone overnight.
My first thought upon being left alone all weekend, mildly still sick with sinus crud: I should go buy a longarm sewing machine while he's gone.
Now a responsible adult would probably take that money and put it towards retirement, their mortgage, or even save it for when their 25 year old furnace finally breaks down.
Maybe it's that I only have about 20% of normal airflow through my nostrils causing a low oxygen saturation, but this morning, in a post-Benadryl haze, purchasing a long arm seems like a phenomenal idea.
Unfortunately (or fortunately) the long arm dealer is only open Monday through Friday.
I guess I'll go clean the chicken coop, then.