Egad, it's hot.
The weather is really sticky and humid here which just makes me grumpy as hell on top of being depressed, because of my nasty boss. My sister-in-law pointed out to me that my boss is probably treating me like a lowly Teaching Assistant since he used to be a professor, which may be true, but still sucks. I've also taken to calling him Rat Bastard in my thoughts - I thought it had a nice ring until I realized I was probably thinking of Fat Bastard from the Austin Powers movies. Oh, well, it's nice to settle on something so my mind doesn't have to grapple for some nasty epitath (is that the right word - it doesn't seem like the right word) every time I have to think of him.
So, anyway, the Rat Bastard was in fine form today. He's having conniption fits because I'm working from home today and the next two days. He was frantic to make sure I had enough little chores to fill my three days like he couldn't trust me to do something worthwhile. This after working on and off from home for the last year and a half. I don't know what bug has crawled up his ass, but it's really, really annoying. Well, my allotted whining time is now up so. . .
I've decided to replace my bedroom light by the closet and I need to do some research on what would be the best way to make it brighter there. This after I looked down for about the 4th time and noticed I was wearing blue socks with black pants or vice versa. I have one of those torchiere lamps you can buy so cheap there now and it's started flickering so I feel like I'm living in the movie Joe and the Volcano. It even has the little buzz thing going on. Zzzzt, zzzzt. I really don't want a fluorescent because they make me look horrible and it's enough to get through all the public bathrooms of the world without having it right there in my own home, though they do produce the light. I was thinking maybe one of those really nice natural light lamps but they are pricey. Knowing me, I'll wait to the light finally flickers out for the last time, dress in the dark for a month, and then buy something on impulse. Sigh.
I've bought all the yarn to make a sweater - a really cool sweater I found in a Better Homes and Gardens book. I'm always looking for something to knit that's more challenging than a scarf, but all the sweater patterns I find are for sweaters that look too hot and itchy. This one is really more of a jacket-type affair and not meant to be form-fitting at all so maybe it will work out. In addition to yarn, I also bought more needles and scissors neither of which I really needed but they were all shiny, pretty so I had to have them.
My neighborhood (well, technically my neighborhood, but really my brother's court) had their annual cookout which my sister-in-law tricked me into attending by enticing me with wine. I thought it was just her and one other woman we sit out and drink with sometimes, but it turned out to be the cookout. Since the last cookout, this other woman, J, joined the homeowners' association and pissed off most of the other women in the court so almost no one came to this cookout, so I felt like I really had to hang out for a while or it looked like I was mad, too. (Long sentences much.) By hanging out, I did meet a new couple who finally decided to come to one of these things. The guy and I kind of hit it off because we had similar habits. We both give people the finger while we drive (I didn't say they were nice habits), we both tend to throw our electronic devices that won't behave, we both love Sirius radio. At one point, his wife says "gee, you have so much in common you should just go off together" or something like that which I thought was really funny because at the time, I was thinking "oh, no, I'm more like a man than a woman." This is what comes of living alone and loving it for too long.
So, anyway, the Rat Bastard was in fine form today. He's having conniption fits because I'm working from home today and the next two days. He was frantic to make sure I had enough little chores to fill my three days like he couldn't trust me to do something worthwhile. This after working on and off from home for the last year and a half. I don't know what bug has crawled up his ass, but it's really, really annoying. Well, my allotted whining time is now up so. . .
I've decided to replace my bedroom light by the closet and I need to do some research on what would be the best way to make it brighter there. This after I looked down for about the 4th time and noticed I was wearing blue socks with black pants or vice versa. I have one of those torchiere lamps you can buy so cheap there now and it's started flickering so I feel like I'm living in the movie Joe and the Volcano. It even has the little buzz thing going on. Zzzzt, zzzzt. I really don't want a fluorescent because they make me look horrible and it's enough to get through all the public bathrooms of the world without having it right there in my own home, though they do produce the light. I was thinking maybe one of those really nice natural light lamps but they are pricey. Knowing me, I'll wait to the light finally flickers out for the last time, dress in the dark for a month, and then buy something on impulse. Sigh.
I've bought all the yarn to make a sweater - a really cool sweater I found in a Better Homes and Gardens book. I'm always looking for something to knit that's more challenging than a scarf, but all the sweater patterns I find are for sweaters that look too hot and itchy. This one is really more of a jacket-type affair and not meant to be form-fitting at all so maybe it will work out. In addition to yarn, I also bought more needles and scissors neither of which I really needed but they were all shiny, pretty so I had to have them.
My neighborhood (well, technically my neighborhood, but really my brother's court) had their annual cookout which my sister-in-law tricked me into attending by enticing me with wine. I thought it was just her and one other woman we sit out and drink with sometimes, but it turned out to be the cookout. Since the last cookout, this other woman, J, joined the homeowners' association and pissed off most of the other women in the court so almost no one came to this cookout, so I felt like I really had to hang out for a while or it looked like I was mad, too. (Long sentences much.) By hanging out, I did meet a new couple who finally decided to come to one of these things. The guy and I kind of hit it off because we had similar habits. We both give people the finger while we drive (I didn't say they were nice habits), we both tend to throw our electronic devices that won't behave, we both love Sirius radio. At one point, his wife says "gee, you have so much in common you should just go off together" or something like that which I thought was really funny because at the time, I was thinking "oh, no, I'm more like a man than a woman." This is what comes of living alone and loving it for too long.