What arctic air?
Quote of the Day:
Traditions are group efforts to keep the unexpected from happening.
Well Iâ€™m finally getting around to blogging. This morning was kinda hectic with work and stuff. I stayed late last night and got those nine submittals out the door. I made all the file copies this morning and am trying to get motivated to work on other stuff. I just donâ€™t have the motivation. WHERE is my motivation?
Got home about 7:30 last night to find a note on my door from my neighbor saying there was a man spotted prowling around our building. Nice. Needless to say, I was freaked out all evening. I did manage to watch LOST. It was a good episode but I didnâ€™t think it was all that great. Sayid is a compelling and interesting character and I just think they may have led him in the wrong direction with all the torture stuff. Weâ€™ll see. Next week, however, looks GREAT. And tonight thereâ€™s an encore presentation of the Greyâ€™s Anatomy that I missed. Hooray! I hope I get to see that.
I made the mistake of laying my head down during LOST. I started to doze off and then Sampson climbed up on the couch beside me and made it all nice and warm and cozy. Itâ€™s hard NOT to fall asleep when you have a purry cat next to you. He didnâ€™t stay long and then went to his normal spot under the bed. At least he doesnâ€™t hiss and growl at me any more. He greeted me at the door last night, rubbed on my legs, followed me around. I fed him and gave him a treat. He doesnâ€™t talk much and he mostly keeps to himself. Heâ€™s a great cat. Calm, cool, and collected. About the only thing he does thatâ€™s annoying is get on top of the dining room table.
The last few days have been difficult for me. Iâ€™ve been battling all these inner fears. Iâ€™m making myself miserable. I need to stop beating myself up about things and just get over it but sometimes thatâ€™s easier said than done. Iâ€™m battling bouts of depression. Tuesday was a particularly difficult day as I fought the urge to sit and weep at my desk all day. Iâ€™m pathetic. So pathetic I annoy myself. I guess I have this gigantic fear that my son will forget me, especially since I have a feeling that someone else will be entering the picture very soon. Proof that men cannot live without a woman. I need to establish boundaries and quickly before things go any further. And if I happen to create a war between me and my soon-to-be ex-spouse, then so be it.
No writing to speak of and damn do I have a lot of work to be done on the contest. I NEED to read those entries. I looked at the pile last night. I just couldnâ€™t face it. Instead, I laid on the couch and tried to watch the Olympics and promptly fell asleep. I woke up sometime later with David Finfrock saying something about arctic air. Is it supposed to be cold this weekend? I have NO clue and Iâ€™m so out of touch with the news and the weather and everything. Guess I better watch some news soon.
Ohâ€¦ I managed to fix my doorknob. It wasnâ€™t as big a tragedy as I thought it would be. 😆