I am not a wet blanket!
I try not to be one, at any rate. My aunt and uncle came to visit for a few days, and for those few days I basically didn't go to work because it's been nice out and I only have to write a paper anyway... This isn't exactly my best approach, but I have gotten some things done I guess. Anyway, I love my aunt and uncle, but I hate that there is no alone time when they are here - sometimes I just need to be completely by myself to just rest and think. I don't get to do that when people are in town. I'm already exhausted, and then there are people in the house who want to be up talking until 11:30, and I'm officially too old to try and excuse myself to go to bed or whatever. I shouldn't complain, seeing as when I do have free time, such as tomorrow morning, I don't rest or sleep in - I go for bike rides into Portland just because I never have before, or I cook elaborate meals, or I clean out my closet.
This afternoon I nearly took an impromptu nap when I was supposed to be leaving to drive my dad to pick up his car. I went from there to the Rustic Overtones patio show, which was excellent. I tried to meet some people from work, but there were just too many people there. I'm glad I went, and stayed until the end, because Rustic got a lot better as the show went on, but it would have been much better with a friend. Anyway, from there I went to a SeaDogs game, which I haven't done since I was 10, at least. I didn't want to go, because I was tired, but the organization that is funding part of my grant payed for a box seat ticket for me, and people were expecting me to be there. After all of my complaining, I had a great time. Why do I worry so much about these things? I'm easy-going enough to have a good time doing just about anything - I'm really up for whatever, but sometimes I get it in my head that I won't like something. I pride myself in not being a wet blanket, but sometimes I go into things feeling I'm about to become one.
Pool party tomorrow! I haven't been swimming in the pool all summer, and I haven't eaten a hamburger either (I think...). I'm excited!
This afternoon I nearly took an impromptu nap when I was supposed to be leaving to drive my dad to pick up his car. I went from there to the Rustic Overtones patio show, which was excellent. I tried to meet some people from work, but there were just too many people there. I'm glad I went, and stayed until the end, because Rustic got a lot better as the show went on, but it would have been much better with a friend. Anyway, from there I went to a SeaDogs game, which I haven't done since I was 10, at least. I didn't want to go, because I was tired, but the organization that is funding part of my grant payed for a box seat ticket for me, and people were expecting me to be there. After all of my complaining, I had a great time. Why do I worry so much about these things? I'm easy-going enough to have a good time doing just about anything - I'm really up for whatever, but sometimes I get it in my head that I won't like something. I pride myself in not being a wet blanket, but sometimes I go into things feeling I'm about to become one.
Pool party tomorrow! I haven't been swimming in the pool all summer, and I haven't eaten a hamburger either (I think...). I'm excited!