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Apr. 5th, 2006 11:21 amMy pants-search was foiled yesterday. I did get a cute little velvet shirt/jacket-thing of the sort that can be worn over dressy clothes to keep your exposed arms shoulders and possibly back warm, though. For cheap at Filene's going-out-of-business sale.
Boy is it snowing outside. This is silly. It's April. It better not be snowing at the Radiant Dragon event, or a) physical discomfort will be great, and b) they won't be able to have the kite festival. And I think a kite festival sounds lovely, so I hope it is spring-like. I don't know if there will actually be people who can fly kites -- I don't feel I can -- but I hope so.
Yesterday I was, however, good and went to the gym. I had to bully myself into it; there was a point when I teetered on the edge of not going. I promised myself I had to do at a minimum a couple exercises for my chest, shoulders, and abs, and then I could stop. Once I actually started, of course, I felt much better and did my full hour of all the exercises I had wanted to do. So that was fine. (For anyone who is not on my gym filter, that is where information of this sort normally goes, along with details of exercises. You can let me know if you want in.)
I was then good and did not touch Snood. It was strange to find myself poking around the internet in desperate desire for things to look at so I did not have to get ready for bed. I finally did make myself get ready for bed at a reasonable hour, took vitamins, etc, did all those things I have been really irritated with myself for not doing before bed, turned of the light, and couldn't sleep. Couldn't fall asleep for ages, woke up every hour for a few hours, then started waking up every hour again at 6. Boo. Boo I say, boo. It seems tremendously unfair that I sleep straight through for at least five hours if I'm being an irresponsible loser sleeping with plaquey teeth and the lights on. My sense of sleepiness seems a terribly ephemeral thing -- catch it at just the right instant, or it's gone.
I feel like I'm in kind of a weird holding pattern again now. There isn't really enough space in my room to do a lot of pre-packing before my move; if I take the books off the bookshelves, they'll just be taking up space where I need to walk rather than being out of the way. I could do some; at least clean up some of the mass of clutter taking up my floor. I've gotten so used to having 15 things to do right now at work that now that I have a few hours of waiting for other people to do things, it's being difficult to make myself focus on the other stuff I need to get done. I keep feeling like it's Thursday rather than Wednesday. Bah.
There isn't actually much time. This weekend, then two passover seders, Covenant and Wicked, my closing and Radiant Dragon. (And lord knows there are still any number of things I need to try to prepare before Radiant.) Then, as much packing and painting and moving as I could ever want to do.
If anyone is up for helping me paint the inside of my new place, probably the weekend of April 29-30 (which I know is Madrigal for many) and/or May 6-7, and/or anyone is up for helping me move furniture (almost certainly Sunday May 14), such help would be mightily appreciated. Furniture-moving help especially.
Boy is it snowing outside. This is silly. It's April. It better not be snowing at the Radiant Dragon event, or a) physical discomfort will be great, and b) they won't be able to have the kite festival. And I think a kite festival sounds lovely, so I hope it is spring-like. I don't know if there will actually be people who can fly kites -- I don't feel I can -- but I hope so.
Yesterday I was, however, good and went to the gym. I had to bully myself into it; there was a point when I teetered on the edge of not going. I promised myself I had to do at a minimum a couple exercises for my chest, shoulders, and abs, and then I could stop. Once I actually started, of course, I felt much better and did my full hour of all the exercises I had wanted to do. So that was fine. (For anyone who is not on my gym filter, that is where information of this sort normally goes, along with details of exercises. You can let me know if you want in.)
I was then good and did not touch Snood. It was strange to find myself poking around the internet in desperate desire for things to look at so I did not have to get ready for bed. I finally did make myself get ready for bed at a reasonable hour, took vitamins, etc, did all those things I have been really irritated with myself for not doing before bed, turned of the light, and couldn't sleep. Couldn't fall asleep for ages, woke up every hour for a few hours, then started waking up every hour again at 6. Boo. Boo I say, boo. It seems tremendously unfair that I sleep straight through for at least five hours if I'm being an irresponsible loser sleeping with plaquey teeth and the lights on. My sense of sleepiness seems a terribly ephemeral thing -- catch it at just the right instant, or it's gone.
I feel like I'm in kind of a weird holding pattern again now. There isn't really enough space in my room to do a lot of pre-packing before my move; if I take the books off the bookshelves, they'll just be taking up space where I need to walk rather than being out of the way. I could do some; at least clean up some of the mass of clutter taking up my floor. I've gotten so used to having 15 things to do right now at work that now that I have a few hours of waiting for other people to do things, it's being difficult to make myself focus on the other stuff I need to get done. I keep feeling like it's Thursday rather than Wednesday. Bah.
There isn't actually much time. This weekend, then two passover seders, Covenant and Wicked, my closing and Radiant Dragon. (And lord knows there are still any number of things I need to try to prepare before Radiant.) Then, as much packing and painting and moving as I could ever want to do.
If anyone is up for helping me paint the inside of my new place, probably the weekend of April 29-30 (which I know is Madrigal for many) and/or May 6-7, and/or anyone is up for helping me move furniture (almost certainly Sunday May 14), such help would be mightily appreciated. Furniture-moving help especially.
