It's 7:35am and I can't go back to sleep. This is fairly uncommon. The thing is, I would like to go back to sleep because I still feel tired...but I'm hesitant to allow myself the luxury of drifting back off since I really have a lot to do today. The apartment is in for some massive cleaning, and by "massive" I mean that I'll probably mop the kitchen and bathroom but nothing else.
(Which leads me to a rabbit-trail. My old friend Craig got mad at me once when I told him that I took everything he said with a grain of salt. Now, what I meant by that was that I judge everything he said based on everything I know of him...for example, he had a tendency toward exaggeration, so I always knew to be on my guard for that. I brought this up only because I was reminded of how your perception of "massive cleaning" is probably way off from mine.)
Anyway. I don't know where Hobbes is. Hope he didn't get outside somehow. I guess he'll turn up.
So, cleaning. --Because we're going to borrow Matt's dad's truck today to gake the old couch and chair (and a few other miscellaneous objects) to the dump, finally, and going to replace the white couch with Matt's greenish one. Which is already in the living room, and making it very hard to check the mail. So. I'll clean the bathroom, too. I might even do a bunch of laundry. We'll see.
But I do have so much time to accomplish all of this, since it isn't even 8am yet. So I think I might get a bagel at Coco and read Emma for a while. Then I'll come back and start cleaning.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
God morgon!
which is to say, good morning! I assume that the internet does not lie to me when it tells me how to say "good morning" in Swedish (or any other language, for that matter). In the event that McCain wins the election, I may be moving to Europe, or possibly Canada or somewhere in middle America. Sweden sounds pretty appealing, though, just as long as I can learn the language. Which I am not attempting at this point. I'll let you know when/if i get serious about it. For real, though. Socialism is fine with me.
Anyway. So today is my second-day-in-a-row off. Yesterday wasn't much fun because of allergies, probably. I had slept with my contacts in, and when I woke up my left eye was very irritated. I took the contacts out, of course, and tried to go back to sleep to let my eye relax. It didn't help. The poor eye was swollen and watering all day yesterday. I could barely keep it open sometimes (which was worrisome as I had to drive to Bongo Java East for a coffee training session). (By the way, I learned how to make heart-shaped latte art. I'll be practicing at work all day tomorrow.)
So many rabbit-trails. My sinuses were also clogged all day yesterday. It wasn't much fun. Towards the end of the day, I developed a pretty big headache. I took some kind of PM cold medication (hoping it'd help with the congestion), some Ibuprofen, then went to bed. Now I'm feeling fine (though, apparently it's going to be a month or so before I'll stop waking up with a smoker's cough).
Here's my tentative plan for today. I'm going to get up soon (it's 8:22 right now) and go to Provence to get some reading out of the way. When I've read to my heart's content, I'll probably come back here and do some laundry, finish cleaning the kitchen, etc. We have lots of beer int he fridge...I'll probably consume a bunch of those throughout the day. Maybe. We'll see. I mean, as long as I'm productive in the first part of the day, it'll be fine.
Anyway. Oh my. Time to get up...?
Anyway. So today is my second-day-in-a-row off. Yesterday wasn't much fun because of allergies, probably. I had slept with my contacts in, and when I woke up my left eye was very irritated. I took the contacts out, of course, and tried to go back to sleep to let my eye relax. It didn't help. The poor eye was swollen and watering all day yesterday. I could barely keep it open sometimes (which was worrisome as I had to drive to Bongo Java East for a coffee training session). (By the way, I learned how to make heart-shaped latte art. I'll be practicing at work all day tomorrow.)
So many rabbit-trails. My sinuses were also clogged all day yesterday. It wasn't much fun. Towards the end of the day, I developed a pretty big headache. I took some kind of PM cold medication (hoping it'd help with the congestion), some Ibuprofen, then went to bed. Now I'm feeling fine (though, apparently it's going to be a month or so before I'll stop waking up with a smoker's cough).
Here's my tentative plan for today. I'm going to get up soon (it's 8:22 right now) and go to Provence to get some reading out of the way. When I've read to my heart's content, I'll probably come back here and do some laundry, finish cleaning the kitchen, etc. We have lots of beer int he fridge...I'll probably consume a bunch of those throughout the day. Maybe. We'll see. I mean, as long as I'm productive in the first part of the day, it'll be fine.
Anyway. Oh my. Time to get up...?
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Ah, yes. Another day. I'm closing tonight, and though I'm pretty much dreading it, I think it'll be an okay close. I have two really quick closers behind sandwich, and even though I'm short one person I think we'll be able to handle it. Blah, closing shifts. Means that I get to see Matt about 1 hour, since I'm asleep when he leaves in the morning, and he's asleep/wishing to be asleep when I get home at night. Ah, well.
We had a reinspection yesterday and scored a 93. That's much better.
I'm off tomorrow AND the next day! What am I going to DO with myself for two whole days???
Seems like I had a real reason to write. What was it? Damn, now I've forgotten.
Oh, maybe it was to inform you all that I've officially quit smoking? Yeah...it's been several days now. I got tired of coughing and never being able to breathe, so I broke my last two and threw them in the dumpster. I do miss it. I looked forward to getting off work every day and smoking a cigarette, finally being able to relax. They were an awfully nice accompaniment to beer. But, oh well. I can live without them (no pun intended).
I think I'll go to Coco and read before work. Or, I could stay here and clean before work. Naw, I'll do that tomorrow.
We had a reinspection yesterday and scored a 93. That's much better.
I'm off tomorrow AND the next day! What am I going to DO with myself for two whole days???
Seems like I had a real reason to write. What was it? Damn, now I've forgotten.
Oh, maybe it was to inform you all that I've officially quit smoking? Yeah...it's been several days now. I got tired of coughing and never being able to breathe, so I broke my last two and threw them in the dumpster. I do miss it. I looked forward to getting off work every day and smoking a cigarette, finally being able to relax. They were an awfully nice accompaniment to beer. But, oh well. I can live without them (no pun intended).
I think I'll go to Coco and read before work. Or, I could stay here and clean before work. Naw, I'll do that tomorrow.
Friday, September 5, 2008
more thoughts
blogging from bed again, by the way. this time i'm fully clothed and only lying on top of the covers. if your bedroom and bed were so grand, you would want to spend all your time here too. it's mostly the comfortable sheets, the clean room, and the huge windows looking out on greenness and grey skies (and lots and lots of cars).
well, anyway. i was thinking --
i've completely let myself become one of those women who loses herself in her boyfriend. i guess i'm more independent than most people and have never needed many close friends...but now i've let friendships slide because matt monopolizes my time...and i kind of like it that way. is that bad? i'm so antisocial sometimes, and these last several months with matt have made me even more of a recluse. (well, "recluse" is a harsh word, but you know.)
brittany and i keep talking about how we need to get together. we haven't hung out since she found out that she was pregnant last year. we've seen each other, of course, but that's completely different. i really like brittany and think highly of her, so i don't want to lose her friendship. i get nervous when i think about getting drinks with her now, though, because of story (her baby), and i assume that she feels the same way. she -- i'm sure -- doesn't want to hurt my feelings or anything. now that she has a baby, she knows what it would be like to give hers away and can understand (more than before, anyway) what i feel. so we're probably both reluctant to be around each other. this is all guess-work, of course; we've never discussed it really.
more and more of my friends/aquaintences are going to get married and start families. carla and kyle might be the first of my siblings to do so, but probably all of them will end up with kids. amanda might get married and have children. kelli probably won't. katie probably will (years from now, i'm thinking; she's so responsible). i HAVE to be able to love my friends and their children without being jealous.
and you know, i really don't want to be jealous. i don't want to have children right now! i don't want to be raising a baby at this stage. maybe i'll want to later in life...not sure. matt's adamant about not having children and said that he wants a vasectomy as soon as he turns 25. he might be okay with adoption, he said, but definitely no biological kids. which is fine -- like i said, i don't want to be responsible for raising a child any time soon. but...you have to understand that my biology is stronger than my reason sometimes (a lot of the time).
oh, life. so complicated sometimes (a lot of the time).
i started emma this morning over a bagel and coffee. it's really an entertainingly-written book: jane austen was an excellent author. we'll see how quickly the reading goes. shouldn't be too bad.
well, anyway. i was thinking --
i've completely let myself become one of those women who loses herself in her boyfriend. i guess i'm more independent than most people and have never needed many close friends...but now i've let friendships slide because matt monopolizes my time...and i kind of like it that way. is that bad? i'm so antisocial sometimes, and these last several months with matt have made me even more of a recluse. (well, "recluse" is a harsh word, but you know.)
brittany and i keep talking about how we need to get together. we haven't hung out since she found out that she was pregnant last year. we've seen each other, of course, but that's completely different. i really like brittany and think highly of her, so i don't want to lose her friendship. i get nervous when i think about getting drinks with her now, though, because of story (her baby), and i assume that she feels the same way. she -- i'm sure -- doesn't want to hurt my feelings or anything. now that she has a baby, she knows what it would be like to give hers away and can understand (more than before, anyway) what i feel. so we're probably both reluctant to be around each other. this is all guess-work, of course; we've never discussed it really.
more and more of my friends/aquaintences are going to get married and start families. carla and kyle might be the first of my siblings to do so, but probably all of them will end up with kids. amanda might get married and have children. kelli probably won't. katie probably will (years from now, i'm thinking; she's so responsible). i HAVE to be able to love my friends and their children without being jealous.
and you know, i really don't want to be jealous. i don't want to have children right now! i don't want to be raising a baby at this stage. maybe i'll want to later in life...not sure. matt's adamant about not having children and said that he wants a vasectomy as soon as he turns 25. he might be okay with adoption, he said, but definitely no biological kids. which is fine -- like i said, i don't want to be responsible for raising a child any time soon. but...you have to understand that my biology is stronger than my reason sometimes (a lot of the time).
oh, life. so complicated sometimes (a lot of the time).
i started emma this morning over a bagel and coffee. it's really an entertainingly-written book: jane austen was an excellent author. we'll see how quickly the reading goes. shouldn't be too bad.
bed seems to be the best place for blogging.
It's 8am -- 2.5 hours earlier than I woke up yesterday. Today, though, I have to work at 2pm (booo!). So I'm lying in bed, wondering how best to use the time between now and then. So many options.... I cleaned everything (except the bathroom) yesterday, so I can't spend the morning doing that. I might go to Provence for coffee and a pastry, perhaps. That's not too expensive.
Like I said, yesterday was very productive. I did several loads of laundry, and then folded and put all of them away. I cleaned the bedroom (it's looking fabulous) and the living room and the kitchen. I paid bills. I figured out what I have to do for the English Novel (I'll be reading Emma, Wuthering Heights, Mrs. Dalloway, and Great Expectations. The latter two I will have to buy, and possibly Wuthering Heights as well -- I have a kind of nice copy with wood-cut illustrations and whatnot. It's a pretty book, and I'm not sure about writing in it (as is my habit) or carrying it around all the time. We'll see.)
I'm kind of proud to say that I didn't smoke any cigarettes yesterday at all. I'm tired of not being able to breathe in the mornings (and sometimes it lasts/comes back later), and of coughing all the time. If you're reading this and you're a nonsmoker, I know what you're thinking because you've told me before so you needn't bother telling me again. Am I trying to quit? Not necessarily. Who knows what today will bring? I really am tired of not being able to breathe, though. It's not cool. Had to borrow an inhaler from one of Matt's friends last night because mine is long gone. I've been thinking about finding some over the counter asthma medication for times like last night.
And anyway, if I was to quit, it would save me about $60 every month. That's not bad.
Still hopelessly in love, by the way. I don't know if this will abate, but no signs of it yet.
Like I said, yesterday was very productive. I did several loads of laundry, and then folded and put all of them away. I cleaned the bedroom (it's looking fabulous) and the living room and the kitchen. I paid bills. I figured out what I have to do for the English Novel (I'll be reading Emma, Wuthering Heights, Mrs. Dalloway, and Great Expectations. The latter two I will have to buy, and possibly Wuthering Heights as well -- I have a kind of nice copy with wood-cut illustrations and whatnot. It's a pretty book, and I'm not sure about writing in it (as is my habit) or carrying it around all the time. We'll see.)
I'm kind of proud to say that I didn't smoke any cigarettes yesterday at all. I'm tired of not being able to breathe in the mornings (and sometimes it lasts/comes back later), and of coughing all the time. If you're reading this and you're a nonsmoker, I know what you're thinking because you've told me before so you needn't bother telling me again. Am I trying to quit? Not necessarily. Who knows what today will bring? I really am tired of not being able to breathe, though. It's not cool. Had to borrow an inhaler from one of Matt's friends last night because mine is long gone. I've been thinking about finding some over the counter asthma medication for times like last night.
And anyway, if I was to quit, it would save me about $60 every month. That's not bad.
Still hopelessly in love, by the way. I don't know if this will abate, but no signs of it yet.
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Today I plan to get things done
(even though I'm still in bed at 10:33am)
It's my day off, of course. When I start my morning with a blog, the day is more likely to go as planned, I think. So.
1) Pay bills, figure out how much money I can spend at the grocery store, etc.
2) Make a list of used books to buy for the English Novel.
3) Clean the house, which includes but is not limited to the following: straighten the living room, do the dishes, clean the bathroom, pick up the clothes in my bedroom. If I'm bored but still want to clean, I can always mop.
4) Do laundry
5) Possibly do some grocery shopping, but I'll wait until Matt gets home for that.
I would rather eat lunch at Provence over the New Yorker, but I have to stop eating out. It adds up and gets expensive. So maybe I'll go make coffee and see what I can scrounge up for breakfast. We're out of eggs. I do have cereal, though.
Okay, off to get started being responsible. Have I mentioned how much I don't like being an adult sometimes?
It's my day off, of course. When I start my morning with a blog, the day is more likely to go as planned, I think. So.
1) Pay bills, figure out how much money I can spend at the grocery store, etc.
2) Make a list of used books to buy for the English Novel.
3) Clean the house, which includes but is not limited to the following: straighten the living room, do the dishes, clean the bathroom, pick up the clothes in my bedroom. If I'm bored but still want to clean, I can always mop.
4) Do laundry
5) Possibly do some grocery shopping, but I'll wait until Matt gets home for that.
I would rather eat lunch at Provence over the New Yorker, but I have to stop eating out. It adds up and gets expensive. So maybe I'll go make coffee and see what I can scrounge up for breakfast. We're out of eggs. I do have cereal, though.
Okay, off to get started being responsible. Have I mentioned how much I don't like being an adult sometimes?
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