Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Getting it done (I hope)

Trying to completely finish a project tonight that's due Thursday because tomorrow is going to be a seriously horrible day.  Like, almost as horrible as my average Thursday.  When I get out of work Friday and my spring break "starts" (going to be going in to work Mon-Wed to rack up some hours) I'm going to be SO happy.  It feels like my spring break is going to be one long nap...I literally don't have the money or energy to do anything else.

Oh well.  Back to work.


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Is it Friday night yet?

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Snoozy Sunday

It's a cold, gray and rainy day outside.  All I want to do is curl up on the couch with my thermal sleeping bag, a box of cookies, and a mug of hot chocolate while I watch Netflix.  Knowing how cruddy I'll feel over the week if I don't do my chores is cold motivation for doing them.

Still, I've done my laundry.  Need to make a loaf's worth of French toast for my week's breakfasts, and a big batch of curry for the week's lunches.  I really ought vacuum and mop but I don't think I'm going to.  And then there's the little matter of homework!

I'm so tired.

Saturday, March 7, 2015

The (As Much As Possible) Perfect Saturday Night

And by perfect, I have to tag with the following asterisks:
    Perfect for being alone
    Perfect for being single with nary a date since early December
    Perfect for being broke

Now that we've gotten that out of the way.

I woke up at 9:30 this morning, yelled downstairs to my Amazon Echo to play NPR, listened to the tail end of Car Talk and laughed all the way through Wait Wait Don't Tell Me.  Then I stayed in bed until noon, daydreaming about a beautiful  pied-à-terre in Ft Lauderdale that I would paint bright white and floor with oak.

Got up, went grocery shopping, stayed in my budget, even though I got a pizza - still it was only $3.  Not bad, considering.  Came home, cooked the pizza, and spent the afternoon writing.

Spent the evening watching movies until 9 pm when I turned it all off, lit candles and played NPR so I could hear their big band music hour.  Now I'm watching Laura with a bottle of cheap white wine, and when it's over I'll watch more of Amazon's new Prime Originals series, Bosch.  I'm enjoying Bosch a lot more than I expected - Titus Welliver is absolutely perfect as the lead (Harry Bosch), and the writing is fabulous.  I like the other characters, but only Jaime Hector, playing Bosch's partner Jerry Edgar is really making an impression on me.  Maybe once I finish the series the rest will mean more to me.

Next door keeps opening and closing their French windows and it's driving me nuts - plus they're banging on the wall and I really wish I could call the cops and have them charged for "being annoying".  I hear Snooki was arrested for that once, but I think they only have that in New Jersey.  Oh, and now they're vacuuming.  Great.

Anyway, back to the movie for me.  Why pay for all this entertainment if I don't use it, hey?

Friday, March 6, 2015

Public Semi-Service Announcement

I ache all over.  My back hurts.  My shoulders hurt.  My legs hurt.

And I want junk food.

That is all.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Sweet

After a long, difficult day - which had two "endings" as I had to go out again in cold, gross rain and wind after I got home (oh, toilet paper, you're so necessary it's almost scary) - it feels so good to sit down on the couch with a brand new candle burning.  Even if I have to do homework.

* and cook dinner.
* and clean.
* and prep for tomorrow.
* and the temperature is dropping 30 degrees overnight.

Monday, March 2, 2015

The Writer Life

Novel got rejected again, and I sent it off again.  I know Harry Potter got rejected 12 times (and only got picked up when it did because the agent's daughter read it and blackmailed him into accepting it), but I do feel a little faint of heart sometimes.

Sitting back with ice cream and  Miss Fisher's Murder Mystery right now.  But once it's over I'm going to make my week's curry for lunches, and fill out some conservation forms, and if I have time, do some extra research for a paper.  I might go to bed early - I spent a lot of last week in bed sick, and used up all my spare energy going out with friends in Houston on Saturday.  I'm so awfully tired! 

Seriously, if Vogue were to call up offering me $32,000 a year as their regular photographer I'd be out of here so fast you wouldn't see my dust!