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'Tis The Season

There's nothing like the advent of Christmas and the anticipated arrival of relatives to get one's ass in gear. Last night my mother-in-law arrived on an eastbound Westjet from British Columbia. Like a dutiful son(-in-law) I met her at the airport, winter boots in hand. Hey' we've got snow. In Kelowna, they're still water skiing. Well not quite, but they are a tad warmer and snowless.
Plane: leaving it to the last minute is sure to result in a close shave

All this to say the exodus has begun. My brother-in-law and his son arrive on the weekend and the cousins and their kids from Montreal and Wichita will be Aylmer-bound Christmas eve. The kids and grandkids will be here Christmas day.

But back to yesterday. With 5 hours to spare before I'd see the white's of the eyes of the first family member I finally got around to doing a couple of odd jobs. You have to understand, I'm a last-minute kind of guy. In university, I used to count off the penalty points for missing my essay deadline with enough marks to spare to actually pass the course. Yeah, well that was beyond last minute, so you get the idea.

But yesterday I decided to finally plane those 3 doors that stuck. One of them was the door to grandma's bedroom. Better late than never! So I cut it close (pun intended) going at it on the day of her arrival. That wasn't so bad. It didn't take long. And I even vacuumed up all the wood shavings. What a guy, eh?

Now I just have to paint those doors where I planed them. My brother-in-law's coming on the weekend? Hell, I've got 5 days yet! Lotsa time.

Paint: a little dab'll do ya
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http://howtobecomeacatladywithoutthecats.blogspot.com said…
What? The relatives are arriving already? Too soon! Too soon! Better put THEM all to work planing and painting!
15 December 2009 at 08:13
Me-Me King said…
I'm with Cat Lady, are you just a gluten for punishment? I couldn't stand having all these people being under foot and getting in the way of my doing nothing. Sheesh!
15 December 2009 at 08:38
nonamedufus said…
CatLady: Oh no, I've gotta make a good impression with the these relatives I only see once a year!
15 December 2009 at 09:55
nonamedufus said…
Me-Me King: Oh, no they won't be underfoot. I've got 5 more days to get everything done before the rest of them start arriving! No prob, Bob.
15 December 2009 at 09:56
Donnie said…
I procrastinate myself...I'll finish this comment later.
15 December 2009 at 10:22
Anonymous said…
Yes sirree Bob! Procrastination is a beautiful thang!

You go Nomie (or don't go and wait a bit)!

*grin*

word veri: malconse
15 December 2009 at 10:24
nonamedufus said…
Don: I would have responded sooner but I was ticking that much needed nap off my list.
15 December 2009 at 11:03
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: I sometimes wonder how I manage to get a post written and published every day. Actually I bunch a few up for later release and get a couple of days rest in in-between.
15 December 2009 at 11:05
Áine said…
Wow well done for getting it all done,we avoided having too many relatives but it was a close shave indeed lol :)
15 December 2009 at 15:39
nonamedufus said…
Smileyfreak: And I didn't even get into the Christmas decorations. I've got a start on those 'cause the wife did most of them! Isn't she great. I was "delighted" with her help. I bo(ugh)w to her initiative. ha ha
15 December 2009 at 16:06
Skye said…
I love your puns and procrastination! It's much the same way that I manage to get things done, always at the last minute :D
15 December 2009 at 16:27
nonamedufus said…
Skye: I know and as we put it off, there's all that displacement activity to take care of.
15 December 2009 at 16:36
MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said…
We're brothers from different mothers, NoName. When I have a job to do, including the job that pays my way through life, I put it off until the last possible minute and then pray I can get it done before total failure sets in. I like to think I'm deadline oriented instead of just lazy.
15 December 2009 at 17:35
nonamedufus said…
Mike: You know, I think there's a few of us out there. Probably more than we imagine.
15 December 2009 at 18:12
Chris said…
Arrived on an eastbound Westjet? Doesn't that make you go back in time or something? Or is it another way of saying "the north end of a southbound goose?"
15 December 2009 at 19:20
nonamedufus said…
Knucklehead: Yeah, flying from the west coast you lose 3 hours. If you circumvented the globe you'd lose 3 years!
15 December 2009 at 19:46
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