Last week was a little hectic, so I wasn't around here. Hectic in a good way, I think. There was some emotions and feelings shared. That's always good, right?
Yesterday was bonkers. If I would have had technology close at hand, I would have ranted and raved all over the place. I awoke to an email from my boss asking him to resend my yearly review. Okay. Groggily, I waded through 'My Documents'... Uhm. Frantically, I searched my 'Sent Mail' box knowing it was fruitless since I'd cleaned that out last week. Then I went to the flash drive.
Sunofa! I had to redo that (not fun). Then I had to do the two other things I should have done Friday afternoon but told myself I'd do on Sunday. After that, a couple of work related errands and then I hit the road. When I tossed my bags on the couch in my very sweet hotel room, I moaned a little because I knew that my evening would be spent finishing more data entry. At least the surroundings were nice.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
"Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are, you aren't." -- Margaret Thatcher
Born: October 13, 1925
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
"Every human being on is born with a tragedy, and it isn't original sin. He's born with the tragedy that he has to grow up... and a lot of people don't have the courage to do it." -- Helen Hayes
Born: October 10, 1900
Died: March 17, 1993
Monday, October 8, 2012
Miscellaneous Monday
I woke up pretty crabby this morning. First, I was annoyed with my alarm clock for reminding me it was 5:30am. I used to get up early because that's the way I am. I now get up early just because it takes me longer to get going in the morning these days.
Second, the Packers lost yesterday. I don't want to say any more about that.
Third, my subconscious is still broken. Last night I dreamed about John Travolta (Welcome Back Kotter John Travolta that I had a huge crush on when I was a girl) and he wanted to kiss me. I stopped him because I hadn't brushed my teeth. Once again, I thought my dreaming thoughts were supposed to be uninhibited.
Things have turned around, however. I didn't get up and plant myself in front of the television to all of a sudden have a hour and a half go by and then suddenly be panicked that I need to get showered and dressed. I got in the shower right away. From there, I couldn't be stopped.
Second, the Packers lost yesterday. I don't want to say any more about that.
Third, my subconscious is still broken. Last night I dreamed about John Travolta (Welcome Back Kotter John Travolta that I had a huge crush on when I was a girl) and he wanted to kiss me. I stopped him because I hadn't brushed my teeth. Once again, I thought my dreaming thoughts were supposed to be uninhibited.
Things have turned around, however. I didn't get up and plant myself in front of the television to all of a sudden have a hour and a half go by and then suddenly be panicked that I need to get showered and dressed. I got in the shower right away. From there, I couldn't be stopped.
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