I think this makes it official that I am the worst sleeper ever.
I'm going to California again this weekend and I really should be sleeping because I'm not leaving until after work, and there will probably be lots 'o Memorial Day traffic and I will be exhausted when I arrive on Brentwell Circle because I'll have been up for 20 hours.
Anyway, when I can't sleep I just stare at my sparkle fleur de lis and think angry thoughts about not sleeping.
I feel like I might be developing bad feelings toward my lovely closet door accent which is sad because I love the shape in general, and the fact that it is all glittery just makes it schloads better.
Do we think I should move the fleur de lis somewhere else, blog friends?
But then my closet door would be so boring, no?
Perhaps I should replace it with something that I dislike (say, a photo of Bill O'Reilly?) so that when I channel my 'I'm angry I'm not asleep' feelings it will already be going toward something I loathe? But do I really want Bill O'Reilly to be the first thing I see when I wake up? I think that could turn me into a very angry person. So I guess I will stick with the glitter fleur de lis.
I worked a little on Saturday, then spent some time in the pool, searched for some baby shower invitations (if you have ANY suggestions for where I can find some cute ones, please let me know. Think polka dots.), had dinner and a movie with Julie (we watched Nine. The movie itself wasn't outstanding but it was SO worth watching for the fantastic cinematography and super cool fergie-ferg dance scene), tutored, had family dinner, and watched the Lost season finale.
I spent my bonus weekend day (I have every Monday off and it is my bonus weekend day) having coffee with a Poondingo, lunching with Nina and doing laundry. I also bought knitting needles and yarn. I figure that because of my abnormal love of crosswords, the fact that I never go out anymore and that my favorite show is Jeopardy, knitting is the next logical step toward my elderly life???
It was a good weekend.
I am feeling very good about this week and the coming weekend as well.
I am feeling good and well in general.
I am having a super fun summer survival kit giveaway tomorrow!
**So, I found this version of the song on Pandora. After looking it up on youtube I realize that it is from the Twilight soundtrack? This kind of ruins it for me, but I'm going to try to get over it. Team Twilight is Silly.
I just wrote what I was feeling and now I will have to look at that for the rest of the month.
I feel like sticking my tongue out at life.
I stumbled across Naomi’s post about improving your mood and it put me in a WORSE mood because my favorite persons are in Oakhurst, Panama, Southern California and Hawaii. I can’t even hang out with them because I chose to live in silly Phoenix. And the food she (Naomi) ate would probably make me itchy because I’m allergic to everything and everything has been giving me tummy aches. I just want to crawl in bed for the entire weekend.
And I am tired of dealing with ugly people at work. Not the people I work with, they are LOVELY and make working here very nice, but the people we have to speak to are sometimes not so pleasant.
Reading blogs usually takes me OUT of my funks because it forces me to focus on the little things that are positive and beautiful but lately it has just been making me look at my life and wonder why I don’t have a baby/husband/cuter clothes/awesome vacations/bigger house/better body/better job.
Then I decided I should have a snack. Sometimes I forget to eat and then I get really anxious and blue and then I realize it is because I haven’t fed myself in 30 hours. Adult fail. So I grabbed a bunch of grapes, ate a few, then saw one that had mold on it and had to throw the rest away. Why do I do that? Why can’t I just pick off the one moldy grape and eat the rest? I am fairly certain this is what normal people do with grapes, yes?
And I want a new blog layout but messing with code is more than I can bear at the moment.
I am sure I will snap out of it soon, I have a Katie Sokoler inspired plan to cheer myself up. But for now, all I have to say is