I suppose this is now me spamming
Aug. 10th, 2008 10:46 pmI just, well recently, got home from the Cubs/Cards game.
'Twas fun.
I didn't particularly want to go because of my aforementioned feelings of extreme irritability, but I had a delicious cheeseburger at a bar beforehand and I do love spending time with my family. Our seats were pretty great (and I almost might have caught a foul ball (would that make it a fowl ball?)! Well, I would have if I had noticed it was coming in my direction and then hadn't, when I noticed, immediately gone into 'duck and cover' mode) and I spent the time alternating getting all into it, being bored, and explaining things to my mom.
Apparently I retained a lot of knowledge from my Stupid Ex days. I'm just as surprised as anyone, let me tell you.
And I can honestly say I have no idea what this week will bring. My moods are strange and unpredictable, I keep thinking I have nothing to do and then spend the week frantic, and I am upping my Accutane dosage this week (on Saturday, as that is when I am done with what I have).
I don't know.
Actually, I think part of the irritability is that I'm still not unpacked, in part because there are some things I just have *no clue* what to do with, which might be a sign I should do some serious culling. But I probably wont.
I like to unpack relatively quickly so that I am settled and can not trip over things or be overwhelmed by my mess and stuff and that really isn't happening with this move. I don't want to say that being unpacked will make everything better, because I know it won't, but it will help alleviate some of the stress. Maybe I should hang pictures. That might help. Hanging pictures will mean clearing out a lot of my closet so I can put papers in there (temporarily, until I get a three drawer filing cabinet. Did I mention that I really want a three-drawer filing cabinet? Because I do. Quite a lot) which will get the boxes of papers out of the middle of my living room and out of my way.
~
I had a nice, if crabby at parts, weekend. I wouldn't mind more like this.
And I am taking vacation in three weeks. I can totally do fifteen more days of work. To. To. Ly.
Good night to all and to all a good night.
'Twas fun.
I didn't particularly want to go because of my aforementioned feelings of extreme irritability, but I had a delicious cheeseburger at a bar beforehand and I do love spending time with my family. Our seats were pretty great (and I almost might have caught a foul ball (would that make it a fowl ball?)! Well, I would have if I had noticed it was coming in my direction and then hadn't, when I noticed, immediately gone into 'duck and cover' mode) and I spent the time alternating getting all into it, being bored, and explaining things to my mom.
Apparently I retained a lot of knowledge from my Stupid Ex days. I'm just as surprised as anyone, let me tell you.
And I can honestly say I have no idea what this week will bring. My moods are strange and unpredictable, I keep thinking I have nothing to do and then spend the week frantic, and I am upping my Accutane dosage this week (on Saturday, as that is when I am done with what I have).
I don't know.
Actually, I think part of the irritability is that I'm still not unpacked, in part because there are some things I just have *no clue* what to do with, which might be a sign I should do some serious culling. But I probably wont.
I like to unpack relatively quickly so that I am settled and can not trip over things or be overwhelmed by my mess and stuff and that really isn't happening with this move. I don't want to say that being unpacked will make everything better, because I know it won't, but it will help alleviate some of the stress. Maybe I should hang pictures. That might help. Hanging pictures will mean clearing out a lot of my closet so I can put papers in there (temporarily, until I get a three drawer filing cabinet. Did I mention that I really want a three-drawer filing cabinet? Because I do. Quite a lot) which will get the boxes of papers out of the middle of my living room and out of my way.
~
I had a nice, if crabby at parts, weekend. I wouldn't mind more like this.
And I am taking vacation in three weeks. I can totally do fifteen more days of work. To. To. Ly.
Good night to all and to all a good night.
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Date: 2008-08-11 10:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-13 12:21 am (UTC)I haven't been in YEARS. Well, other then the Sox game last year, but before that it had been about five years.
They can be fun. In moderation. They can also be the most boring way to spend three hours humanly possible.
It's a toss up, really.
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Date: 2008-08-12 02:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-13 12:23 am (UTC)That would be horrid. Thinking about it . . . huh. Thinking about it gives me anxiety. That is counterproductive, I'd say. Or something like that.
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Date: 2008-08-12 03:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-13 12:26 am (UTC)But I will go check the website. Good idea.
I'm pretty sure I can blame the accutane on this mood thing, but the pill, now that you mention it, might be a contributing factor. Especially as it is doing strange things to my Girly TMI this month.
xoxoxoxoxoxo. Think of me, tomorrow, when you see the Traveling Pants! I will be there in spirit!
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Date: 2008-08-13 01:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-13 02:42 am (UTC)And I will! I will! I will see the pants movie! I *want to* see the pants movie!
Don't you worry!