keeping up appearances

I bought a new coat yesterday. It is a beautiful shade of green.

I really like it.

hmm, what? I was sleeping.

Okay, I'll admit it: today knocked me out.

I don't know what it was, perhaps getting measured just short of a million times, perhaps it was the too-warm lab, or maybe just the randomness of the day the eventually made me feel like the walking dead.

After helping my neighbor move a washer and dryer, I went home, fell asleep and did not wake up for a long while. Now I have ten minutes before I normally go to bed, and I'm not sure what to do. I guess I feel like I could sleep another eight hours. So that's what I'm going to do.

So much for going out tonight.

Sigh.

drip, drip, drip

I've had the past two days off. I thought this would be a great time to do fun things, go fun places, talk with fun people. But, as it turns out, I don't have any fun things to do or fun places to go, and all the fun people I know live in far, far away places.

So, I was bored.

And then I began to think that maybe I don't need days off. If I have nothing worthwhile to do outside of work, then perhaps I should stick to doing worthwhile things at work.

Here's the deal though. I don't want one of those lives where I crazily run around trying to keep up all my social engagements and remember which group meeting I promised to bring cookies to or which activity I said I would sponsor. No. None of that. I'm not happy being a busy-body. I like a nice, quiet routine that can be jazzed up when needed.

I tend to shudder inside when someone tries to pin me down for becoming a member of a group, or long-term volunteer me for leading a project. I've never had this much freedom to plan my own schedule before. So, let me plan it! Also, don't count on me volunteering for anything that involves evenings in the winter. First, it's dark out. Second, it's below zero. Not much would convince me I'd have a good time outside of my warm, cozy apartment. Actually, I can't think of anything at all.

But jazzing up my routine is very difficult because I don't have any friends within driving distance that I can just "call up" to go out for appetizers, or see a movie, or go for a walk.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is this: I didn't do much but sleep, eat and watch TV on my days off. But, they're mine. I'll fill them as I please, and hopefully I'll meet some people who share my philosophy on time management.

Here's to happy, wonderful bleak rainy days. God bless them.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

I went to bed early last night in anticipation of a morning run. But.

I woke up to howling winds- the type that make you wonder if the world outside has transformed itself into English moors complete with Jack the Ripper, or into the tumultuous seas of Moby Dick. I surely cannot be the only one who must periodically check to make sure she's not been transplanted into a story. Preferably a facinating story with a handsome prince and not just a little adventure. Sigh.

I digress. No early morning run. Just some yoga and a fantastic omelette.

And coffee...

So if I'm not falling asleep by the end of the day, I'll have another chance to run at the gym. Indoors. In a not so storybook landscape.

Also, I'll be able to record my workout at the dailymile and be cool like Sara.

Where have I been?

No honestly, where?

It seems that life has grabbed a hold of me and blogging has slipped away. But! I vow, VOW, to do better.

Because you might be interested...

I've moved into a new apartment.

I walk to work every day, and it makes me very happy.

I also walk one block to the library.

This also makes me very happy.

I led a training that made every one bored.

Thank you, new job.

I've become a god-parent/sponsor, again.

Thank you, cousin for your beautiful, amazing sons, and for sharing them with the rest of the family.

Hmmm...

I've decided to learn German.

I'm terrible at it.

I'm thinking of giving it up.

Which won't be hard since I don't know it in the first place.

Oh, and I learned how to make a database in Access.

Who knew databases could be so difficult and yet so cool.

Okay, that's all I've got for now.

But I'll be back. Promise.

It was a good run...

For the last fourteen years this guy was my constant sidekick; always happy to see me, always willing to eat my food, and always willing to listen to whatever I had to say.

He was a good friend.



Walter.

summer reading

I recently took my first quiz on facebook. It was titled: Which Jane Austen Heroine are You?

After a series of questions, and after sending the quiz to four of my friends (sorry), my heroine likeness was revealed.

I'm Fanny Price.

Really? Yes. I have no plans to marry a cousin, and I do approve of theater in all its various forms. So.

But, I suppose there is a likeness.

Perhaps a summer re-reading of Mansfield Park is necessary.

Sigh. If I must.