Mondays suck. I’ll do this promised update in pieces throughout the morning. Me, slack? Naaaahhhhh – actually I’m not that bad anymore, honest. And even my occasional internet playing doesn’t add up to the amount of time other people spend taking smoke breaks and chatting with coworkers.
Babbling, rambly format:
Once again, I am not pregnant with a Chosen One. Yay. (Nor am I pregnant WITHOUT a Chosen One. Not pregnant at all nor will I ever be, nope! I just like to pretend I’m PwaCO every time I’m late. 12 days this time)
I had quite the social weekend – I went out with different friends Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Funnnnn. Ack – just remembered I never did call back the friend who called me the day I was reading DH. Oh well, she’ll forgive me. I think I might do part 4 of the art meme this week because I haven’t been able to do the Sunday morning thing for the past few weeks.
Work has been busierand more annoying than normal, plus I still need to get my notes in order to train my boss to be my backup for the payroll I’m going to miss – I’ve started those, and usually I enjoy doing that sort of thing but for some reason it’s hard for me to make myself work on them.
Still 3 kittens plus 1 mama cat coming to my doorstep to be fed. Still can only pet the mama cat. I know I should do something about getting all of them fixed, because if I don’t, who will? They’re never all there at the same time though. (Mama has decided she no longer likes the babies; she hisses and growls when they’re in her sight!) What if I get one trapped and the others freak out and disappear and live off garbage and dead birds? Gah, I’m such a wuss when it comes to betraying animals’ trust. I have less of an issue with torturing my own cats because I know they’ll go back to normal when they get home. I would gladly pay the medical bills and just not have to do the actual trapping, but usually the opposite is required.
Finally, six weeks into my get-fit kick, I fucked up and missed a day of exercise. I could have made up for it yesterday, but wasn’t feeling very well (see above bit about not being pregnant with a Chosen One). I’ll make up for it today, even though my brother will surely be at my house when I get home, and possibly Aaron too. That’s no excuse to not work out.
Don’t know if I mentioned how early Aaron and his partner are opening their holiday store this year – it’s frakkin’ EARLY. August 15! He’s going to go insane. That’s 4½ months of working every single day open to close, 11 hours a day or more, save for a mere two days off – Thanksgiving and Christmas. Insanity. I thought last year was bad, with 3 months. It doesn’t even get busy in the mall until late November. He has a better location this year, at least, at a swankier mall – not a mall that has shootings in the food court like last year, lolz.
I want to go clothes shopping. I haven’t in a looooooong time, because it’s something I tell myself I can’t do until I lose weight. (I mean more than the 5 pounds I keep losing only to gain back) Should I just break down and buy the larger size? Or use this desire to motivate me further?
I meant to write to J this weekend but I fail. He’s graduating from boot camp on August 2. That went by fast (for me, possibly not for him). I had written him once and he actually wrote me back right away. If I jot off one more quick letter to him tonight that should hopefully get to him before he leaves for "A" school.
I left
hogwartsishome last week. I just felt it was time. Nothing against the people there, everyone’s been great – but all I’ve been doing there for a long time is just sorting and now I don’t even feel like doing that. (See DH post) So what’s the point?
I keep getting that overwhelming feeling that there’s so much I want to do and nowhere near enough time to do it all. I want to retire. Plenty of people say they’d get bored with retirement – not me! I would make it my job to get back to this list of things I want to do and never get around to doing.
My parents are officially divorced now. Still feels bizarre to me.
Okay, I guess I’ll shut up now and post this so I can get crackin’ on those notes.
Babbling, rambly format:
Once again, I am not pregnant with a Chosen One. Yay. (Nor am I pregnant WITHOUT a Chosen One. Not pregnant at all nor will I ever be, nope! I just like to pretend I’m PwaCO every time I’m late. 12 days this time)
I had quite the social weekend – I went out with different friends Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Funnnnn. Ack – just remembered I never did call back the friend who called me the day I was reading DH. Oh well, she’ll forgive me. I think I might do part 4 of the art meme this week because I haven’t been able to do the Sunday morning thing for the past few weeks.
Work has been busier
Still 3 kittens plus 1 mama cat coming to my doorstep to be fed. Still can only pet the mama cat. I know I should do something about getting all of them fixed, because if I don’t, who will? They’re never all there at the same time though. (Mama has decided she no longer likes the babies; she hisses and growls when they’re in her sight!) What if I get one trapped and the others freak out and disappear and live off garbage and dead birds? Gah, I’m such a wuss when it comes to betraying animals’ trust. I have less of an issue with torturing my own cats because I know they’ll go back to normal when they get home. I would gladly pay the medical bills and just not have to do the actual trapping, but usually the opposite is required.
Finally, six weeks into my get-fit kick, I fucked up and missed a day of exercise. I could have made up for it yesterday, but wasn’t feeling very well (see above bit about not being pregnant with a Chosen One). I’ll make up for it today, even though my brother will surely be at my house when I get home, and possibly Aaron too. That’s no excuse to not work out.
Don’t know if I mentioned how early Aaron and his partner are opening their holiday store this year – it’s frakkin’ EARLY. August 15! He’s going to go insane. That’s 4½ months of working every single day open to close, 11 hours a day or more, save for a mere two days off – Thanksgiving and Christmas. Insanity. I thought last year was bad, with 3 months. It doesn’t even get busy in the mall until late November. He has a better location this year, at least, at a swankier mall – not a mall that has shootings in the food court like last year, lolz.
I want to go clothes shopping. I haven’t in a looooooong time, because it’s something I tell myself I can’t do until I lose weight. (I mean more than the 5 pounds I keep losing only to gain back) Should I just break down and buy the larger size? Or use this desire to motivate me further?
I meant to write to J this weekend but I fail. He’s graduating from boot camp on August 2. That went by fast (for me, possibly not for him). I had written him once and he actually wrote me back right away. If I jot off one more quick letter to him tonight that should hopefully get to him before he leaves for "A" school.
I left
I keep getting that overwhelming feeling that there’s so much I want to do and nowhere near enough time to do it all. I want to retire. Plenty of people say they’d get bored with retirement – not me! I would make it my job to get back to this list of things I want to do and never get around to doing.
My parents are officially divorced now. Still feels bizarre to me.
Okay, I guess I’ll shut up now and post this so I can get crackin’ on those notes.
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Date: 2007-07-30 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-07-30 06:42 pm (UTC)Also, they totally had Edinburgh Castle on some JKR interview-y thing last night. I was all "OMG, I've been there!"
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Date: 2007-07-30 06:54 pm (UTC)My phone keeps ringing and I keep ignoring it because it looks like annoying people. I love being able to do that. I love it even more when they don't even leave a message.
Did I mention I hate Mondays? Yeah. Ewww.
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Date: 2007-07-30 06:58 pm (UTC)(March is lame.)
Haha. I ignore the phone, but that's just because I can. (Also, half the time the home phone rings, it's my dad calling to bitch at me for something.)
*pets* Mondays do suck.
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:08 pm (UTC)I had no idea March was SAMM. I'll have to celebrate next year!
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:18 pm (UTC)Mmmm, sesame chicken. I'm hungry. I ate my lunch at 10:30 again. *sigh*
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:20 pm (UTC)You shoud probably stop doing that. Though I would totally do the same thing. >.>
The burn on my finger hurts. :(
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:23 pm (UTC)I'm eating the wafers in my desk. But I want real food.
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:31 pm (UTC)You should go out and buy food. *sage nod* Unless you've had your lunch break already, in which case...probably not.
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:36 pm (UTC)Meh, it's hot out. And I didn't really take a break, because I keep slacking instead. That's why people think I work hard. Ha!
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:38 pm (UTC)If only they knew...hehe. I'm not sure how hot it is here. I think it's supposed to start getting into the 90s again this week.
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Date: 2007-07-30 07:57 pm (UTC)It's "cooled off" here to the low 100s. But it's soooo humid! (which is fine when it rains, because yay rain, so hopefully it keeps doing that)
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Date: 2007-07-30 06:52 pm (UTC)I can't believe the time is going so fast. I need to do more than just order 3oz personal products from Avon + a cute little travel bag. lol I think I'll do backdated posts in my LJ of both to-do lists and places I want to see. And hope that LJ doesn't go down again. Heh.
Also... that party thread takes INSANELY long to load at work. I think that means I should either keep it up all day or not post on it 'til later.
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Date: 2007-08-01 01:26 pm (UTC)Soft Batch! I used to love those!