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Blogging to keep myself company, is what...
I got up this morning and got to the bank, but they did not know how to tell me what my balance was on my car loan 9 months ago. So, I have to go poking around through my old paperwork. So far, no luck. I suppose I could offer Wes a rough estimate and tell him I'll get back to him. I suppose I will have to.
Argh.
I'm moving things. I'm putting them in my car. Really. Ok, I'm sitting here catching up on the comic strips and trying to figure out whose laundry this is in my laundry room.
Chris is looking over all my stuff now. And asking me if I'm done with the kitchen.Is this what we are doing? Picking over the leftovers? Are there leftovers worth having?
Why am I sleepy? Oh yeah, I stayed up most of the night.
Maybe I will forget it all and go to sleep. Maybe I need to get a Yoohoo.
You know what? They are OUT of Yoohoo. I am drinking Hawaiian Punch instead, a waste of 60 cents. Why didn't I get the Mountain Dew?
I would like to say, as a result of this experience, I can see myself dusting more in the future, but I can't.
Did I mention, Tor and I aren't an 'item' any longer? If we ever were. I mean, not that we didn't have fun, but I think we were boyfriend-girlfriend for like 30 hours last July. Before and after it's been nice, or nothing, but not deep. Weird. I mean, how you can want, think, expect something and it turns out completely different than what you thought. Not that it's bad. Might even be good.
I told Wes today that I wanted to move into his house, because I wanted to be quiet. He said, "being quiet drives you insane." I just nodded. I wonder what will happen? Will the world pass me by, out of touch? Will I feel like I never get to rest and be quiet because I'm too busy keeping a toe in the water of that world I'm retreating from?
I guess I'm doing what nausved was doing earlier this year (year?) ... just backing off. I feel the same reluctance as I did about taking a nap as a child. I know I'll feel better when it's over, if I don't do too much to distract myself and waste the time, but actually getting myself to lie down and close my eyes and be still.... this has ever been my problem.
Tomorrow is Equinox. I will give myself until Beltane to do nothing but be quiet. Maybe I will give away a lot of clothes to Goodwill, or write, or build a website, but I will stay home for a bit. Although I think I must go see Jennifer Daniels at Eddie's Attic on 3/30.
Bye for now. I'm going to go worry about something else for a bit.
I got up this morning and got to the bank, but they did not know how to tell me what my balance was on my car loan 9 months ago. So, I have to go poking around through my old paperwork. So far, no luck. I suppose I could offer Wes a rough estimate and tell him I'll get back to him. I suppose I will have to.
Argh.
I'm moving things. I'm putting them in my car. Really. Ok, I'm sitting here catching up on the comic strips and trying to figure out whose laundry this is in my laundry room.
Chris is looking over all my stuff now. And asking me if I'm done with the kitchen.Is this what we are doing? Picking over the leftovers? Are there leftovers worth having?
Why am I sleepy? Oh yeah, I stayed up most of the night.
Maybe I will forget it all and go to sleep. Maybe I need to get a Yoohoo.
You know what? They are OUT of Yoohoo. I am drinking Hawaiian Punch instead, a waste of 60 cents. Why didn't I get the Mountain Dew?
I would like to say, as a result of this experience, I can see myself dusting more in the future, but I can't.
Did I mention, Tor and I aren't an 'item' any longer? If we ever were. I mean, not that we didn't have fun, but I think we were boyfriend-girlfriend for like 30 hours last July. Before and after it's been nice, or nothing, but not deep. Weird. I mean, how you can want, think, expect something and it turns out completely different than what you thought. Not that it's bad. Might even be good.
I told Wes today that I wanted to move into his house, because I wanted to be quiet. He said, "being quiet drives you insane." I just nodded. I wonder what will happen? Will the world pass me by, out of touch? Will I feel like I never get to rest and be quiet because I'm too busy keeping a toe in the water of that world I'm retreating from?
I guess I'm doing what nausved was doing earlier this year (year?) ... just backing off. I feel the same reluctance as I did about taking a nap as a child. I know I'll feel better when it's over, if I don't do too much to distract myself and waste the time, but actually getting myself to lie down and close my eyes and be still.... this has ever been my problem.
Tomorrow is Equinox. I will give myself until Beltane to do nothing but be quiet. Maybe I will give away a lot of clothes to Goodwill, or write, or build a website, but I will stay home for a bit. Although I think I must go see Jennifer Daniels at Eddie's Attic on 3/30.
Bye for now. I'm going to go worry about something else for a bit.
