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» Tuesday, May 08, 2012
The Simple Woman's Daybook

FOR TODAY, MAY 8, 2012

Outside my window...
...cloudy and grey. It looks as if it will rain again.

I am thinking...
...of the nice dream I was having when the alarm went off. It was cold enough to wear a jacket and a hat, and someone had a snow machine going, so it was snowing without any of the problems of snow. Bliss.

I am thankful...
...for a sleep-in this morning. I can't seem to get eight hours sleep anymore on weekend, and weekdays are impossible. I can't go to sleep early, as I'm not tired at nine or even at ten! In fact, I have most of my energy at night. Morning is the big problem!

In the kitchen...
...James forgot to get something out, I think. I shall have to pull some beef; I believe that's what we're "on."

I am wearing...
...my new blue/purple on black "leopard" top and aqua shorts and the purple flower scuffs.

I am creating...
...exhaustion. Really. That's all I can think of. I feel like a slug.

I am going...
...to wash clothes today along with working. That's the exciting bit for the day, folding clothes. ::snore::

I am wondering...
...no, it's more thinking...some friends of mine are in Boston. I am positively green-eyed. A good long stroll, lunch, another stroll... ::sigh::

I am reading...
...Charles Finch's A Stranger in Mayfair and have rarely been so frustrated by a book in my life. I picked out the "secret" of one character so early that when Lenox finally realized it I shouted aloud, "Well, it's about time you got it, you git!"

I am hoping...
...for relief. If only I knew what from and how to do it.

I am looking forward to...
...Timegate. Already jonesing for a good Sherlock Holmes panel.

I am learning...
...nothing, apparently. I'm feeling stagnant at all points. It's really quite depressing.

Around the house...
...it's still dark. I wish I could go back to sleep, but it's off to face those forty purchase orders. I should meet them with a sword, but, alas, it will only be with a whimper.

I am pondering...
...I won't. It's too disturbing.

One of my favorite things...
...woods, lovely, dark and deep. "But I have promises to keep..."

A few plans for the rest of the week:
I must start looking for glasses. Maybe if I get new ones these blasted headaches will go away. The trouble is not the exam, or the money, it's the damn frames. Very rarely ones I like, or ones that I like that fit my stupid nose, or are the right color. I found a great pair when James was shopping for his, but they were PINK. I hate pink. Despise pink. Loathe pink. When will marketing people notice that all women DO NOT LIKE PINK? And I need new pillows.

A peek into my day...
Alas (glancing at pile of waiting purchase orders at my left)...I would only put you to sleep.



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