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I can’t believe how crazy today was. I barely stopped since I got in. Everyone needed something, and I needed to finish a massive amount of data entry. (Please kill me.)
Anyway, I popped into the drug store across the street to find some 3 oz. plastic bottles for my trip. I managed to find a neat little traveling kit with little bottles and containers. It even said “perfect for air travel!” Haha! I can do this! I can get on a plane with my shampoo!
Oh, and we upgraded our cable package over the weekend. Now we get this channel called Logo, and they’re playing reruns of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I literally had to talk myself into getting off the couch last night, so I could make dinner. This is going to turn me into an even bigger couch potato. And even worse? I’m getting 3 Nickelodeon stations… which pretty much means that I can watch Spongebob Squarepants whenever I want…
At this time tomorrow, I’ll be getting ready to fly off to DC! Woo-hoo!
…I’ll be in DC!
I’m starting to feel nervous about the flight. I haven’t been on an airplane in 10 years – pre-9/11. I’ve always been a bit nervous about flying. Actually, it’s not so much the flying that frightens me. It’s the potential of crashing. But air travel is supposed to be the safest form of travel. I also hope I have enough to distract myself.
cbs and I have been contemplating taking a trip to Los Angeles to visit his brother. I imagine a flight to DC is a better “first trip after 10 years” than a flight to L.A. 1 hour as opposed to 6.
aec and I are still working out our touristy plans. There is so much to do! We’re already booked for a White House tour. On my birthday, we’re definitely going to the Zoo. I want to get to the National Geographic Museum, and the Library of Congress.
So all I have to do is think about all the super fun stuff we’re going to do while I’m on the plane. Hopefully it will make me feel better…
I’m sorely tempted to do a ton of things: stuff my face with Burger King and snack cakes, have a giant Dr. Pepper, blow off work and/or throw these damn study binders with their tedious data entry information across the damn room. I’m grumpy, and I’m tired. We got some snow/rain, and the temperature dropped. I nearly fell more than once on the walk to work. I also rushed around this morning to try to get out the door by 7 am because I had a ridiculous 8 am meeting at work. I’ve been cold since this morning. Hot water cannot manage to make it to the second floor, and there’s nothing more fun than an ice cold bathroom and a lukewarm shower. Tonight, when I get home, if I don’t pet the cat for 3 hours, he’ll whine until cbs gets home, and if I do pet him, I’ll get hair all over my sweatshirt and in my eyes and mouth. No, I’m not petting the cat with my face. Whenever I pet him, little, wispy hairs start to surround me, and they all seem magnetically attracted to my mouth and eyes… my mouth especially.
I guess I’m just not in the mood for annoying today, but because I’m feeling down and annoyed, I want to stuff my face (and consequentially break some promises I made to myself.)
One day, when I was walking to church, I passed an art print shop. Displayed in the window was a map of the MBTA. Only, I was puzzled because it was so comprehensive. It had the Red Line running all the way to Lexington, and the Green Line running all the way out to Needham. I think I’m going to buy the print for our apartment. In an ideal world, public transportation would be expansive. (And the T would not be in massive debt.)
Watching the health care debate process is agonizing. In an ideal world, we would pay the government, and the government would cover our health care bills… including alternative therapies like massage.
In an ideal world… a 35-hour work week for everyone. Including doctors, lawyers, and CEOs.
In an ideal world, the public education system would be modeled after the best systems in the world, well funded, and a place where I would be delighted and proud to send my children. Enough of the arguing, the conservative-liberal pendulum swing, and reinventing the wheel over and over. We can find the answers in other countries. Let’s not be too stupid to use that information to our advantage.
In an ideal world, there would be no reality TV, and they would bring back Firefly. Hell, they brought back Family Guy, and that’s hardly high-quality viewing.
In an ideal world, our apartment wouldn’t have $#%#!@$ oil heat. I’m tired of being cold.
In an ideal world, Lent wouldn’t start until after my birthday.
In an ideal world, I’d come up with enough money to wipe out all of my debt, especially my student loans. I feel like I make a fairly good salary. So why do I feel like I’m constantly treading water?
In an ideal world, no one would have pets. Yeah, I know. I’m just tired of other people’s animals. It’s definitely a selfish desire. But after nearly a week of cleaning shit up off the floor, you’d probably feel this way, too. Unless you have an animal and don’t mind this sort of thing.
In an ideal world, seeing a 3D movie at IMAX wouldn’t cost so damn much. $11.50? C’mon!
In an ideal world, ice cream would be good for you and would have no calories. (Damn, I miss ice cream.)
In an ideal world, it would be Saturday, and my visit to the dentist would already be over.
In an ideal world, I’d be a full-time writer. (I still don’t want to talk about it.)
In an ideal world, you could actually take a vacation in a book. Any book you wanted. Hogwarts, here I come! (But I would recommend avoiding anything by King.)
In an ideal world, I’d be in bed right now, under my electric blanket, reading Return of the King.
Now add yours in the comments!
Here is a list of some forgotten career ideas:
With the exception of life coach and professional author, most of my career interests have revolved around working with children. (There are yoga classes for children and special certification for infant massage.)
Um, so… yeah. I probably should be working with children. Or writing full-time. But, as I said before, I don’t want to talk about that.
I’ve come to the conclusion that budgets are useless. Whenever I make a budget, I get excited. “Oh, those expenses aren’t so bad…” But then…
Excise tax for vehicle: $50 (estimated)
Parking sticker for vehicle: $15
Visitor parking passes: $10
Heating oil (impossible to budget): $300 (approximately)
I also have some traveling expenses this month (no regrets.)
It’s all fairly small, but it adds up after a while. It’s just frustrating. I just want one month that doesn’t include some sort of special charge. One month without heating oil, car expenses, or other ridiculous things like that. Just straight, standard bills.
It’s not just the $50 here, $15 there. It’s also the hassle that’s involved. In order to get the sticker and permits, I have to go to the traffic & parking office in Somerville, which only has one convenient time slot: Thursday evenings. This means that I have to take the registration from the car (leaving cbs one driving day without proof of registration.)
Then there’s taxes. I have to do my own this year. I know, I know. I shouldn’t whine about it. It’s just that taxes is something that I’d rather pay someone else to do. The trouble is that I don’t want to just hand it over to someone at H&R Block. I liked my old tax preparer. 
Blah.
I’m never sure if it’s a good idea or a bad idea to take time off from work. There was a little bit of craziness when I first arrived, but I seem to be working through it all okay. I hope it is a relatively busy day. It was difficult getting up this morning, mostly because some furry pain in the ass kept trying to sleep on my legs at 4:30 am, and he wouldn’t let up until I got up and fed him. I was momentarily tempted to block both doors, but then I would have had to deal with yowling. At least he stopped harassing me after he was fed and stayed in that spot on the bed that doesn’t get in the way of my feet.
I hate sleeping with cats.
Well, I only have one more night of sleeping alone with the cat, and then I can share the misery with cbs.
Apparently, yesterday was “call in sick” day. Two of my colleagues also called in sick. While it causes some hassle when I am not around, the office sort of breaks down when a particular colleague is out. I’m not sure what’s going to happen when she leaves for another (better) job.
Okay, now I’m starting to get grumpy. I’ve been arguing with one of our vendors because our incompetent accounts payable department won’t pay the goddam bills. We’re completely out of the items I ordered, and although they promised to release the order last Thursday, we still haven’t gotten it. I’ve been waiting on hold for about 10 minutes now, and customer service just transferred me to accounting. Again. Which means the items haven’t been shipped. I am not happy with the internal purchasing department right now.
Man, I have a boring job.
Today I’m at home “with a stomach bug” (or, more specifically, “the desire-to-stay-in-my-warm-bed-and-read bug.”) Over the past couple of months, I’ve been really good at talking myself into going to work even when I didn’t feel like it. Today, however, I just know that I need the day. It’s gray, dark, and cold both inside the apartment and out. It’s been dreary all weekend. I think many of us have reached the point where we can’t do the winter thing anymore. I know that cbs and I are weary of it, and we’ve already started to fantasize about our summer plans: seeing an outdoor rock concert, going to the beach (a lot,) camping, going to Canobie Lake Park or Six Flags, etc. Fun things.
I need to plan next winter’s activities a little better. It’s more difficult to come up with things to do in the winter, due to that fact that we are stuck inside most of the time.
At any rate, I’m trying to take the day as it comes and not plan too much. Sometimes my head gets full of things that I should do, and if I’m already being irresponsible, I might as well just let myself be irresponsible.
I’m not even motivated to blog.
I’m so glad it’s Friday.
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