House guests! Ah!

So cleaning has been tossed for the moment in favor of making a slipcover for the green chair. I whipped out my serger an hour ago, and now all the fiddly arm bits are done, I need to put on the sides and make sure it'll still fit over the chair without ripping anything. OH, and the cushion cover, but that'll be a whiz.

Well, as long as the bloody threads quit catching and breaking. Sergers are such a fucking pain in the ass to thread.

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Gave up on the serger and switched to the sewing machine, which I didn't bother to re-thread. It'll bug me, but not enough to do anything about. So the chair is covered, and I had to safety-pin the back, but it's temporary until I get around to re-upholstering the bloody thing. Which may be a while - just long enough to get tired of dark grey.

The bathroom is clean, and now I have to excavate the couch and clean off the stove. It's too late to make a run to the store and still be here to buzz them in, so I hope they don't mind playing chauffeur later.

Eep! They're here!

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My houseguests have taken me out for pizza, and now I'm pimping Due South to them. Total ten-years-cable-less non-fans. Hee!