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I'm in a really weird mood tonight. Not bad, just indescribable.
Also, I have way too much to do. As usual. And also, not in a bad way.
I have trouble getting motivated after work. Granted, by the time I walk a mile to the station in the morning, deal with subway, spend nine hours on my feet running around, deal with the subway again, walk the mile home.... it's a full day. I dig my job, and the days almost always pass very quickly. And I love this life- the trains, the walking, all of it. I guess I just don't realize how much it can take out of you? And I mean, I make nice lists. I still carry my beloved planner. But it seems like regardless of whether I make a little plan for myself or just think about things here and there, during the course of my work day, that would be AWESOME to do when I get off, I get home and it's like blah. Eat. Chill in front of the computer. Read. Watch an indie or a documentary or something, maybe. I do get lots of pictures edited- though I'm starting to think I'm going to be chronically behind on that. Which is fine. I'd rather have the pictures than feel like I don't want to take more, lest the others are not yet finished.
Still have not unpacked from our trip back to Pittsburgh. Oops. Consequently, the trip was very nice. Saw our families, had some great meals out, did some shopping where it's cheaper. I wish there had been a little more time- by the time we see all three families (my mom, dad, and Michael's parents), there isn't any time to visit anyone else and I miss my friends, man. But it was a fun trip. The bus on the way there was small. I was comfortable, but Michael Long Legs was def not. Mom's house is the best to stay at, it's like a freaking resort. It's just the most beautiful house. Uncle Craig's wedding was lovely, and I got to meet my newest second cousin. (Braden, he's only a week old!)
On the bright side, we have groceries! Had dinner at Edward's after work and voyaged to Brooklyn for our Target/Pathmark run. Unfortunately, our cart broke. Busted. No big deal except poor Michael had to get the stupid thing up and down a ton of steps, around the LIRR to the 2 track and then the mile home.
One of those weeks. I was at the Pride Rally Sunday (it was inspiring and funny and awesome, I really enjoyed it) and it started POURING the last half hour. Bummer because I so wanted to go to drum circle afterwards. But as I was turning to leave the lawn, who do I run into but a guy I worked for, for YEARS, back in Pittsburgh. Craziness. Anyway, we were en route to get a cocktail and someone stepped on the back of my hippy skirt or it caught on something or something because it ripped. Clear across my ass. Haha. Brand new sundress and sushi at Sushi Planet later, and Michael and I were ready to go out. We hung out at Stonewall Inn. Good times.
Also, I have way too much to do. As usual. And also, not in a bad way.
I have trouble getting motivated after work. Granted, by the time I walk a mile to the station in the morning, deal with subway, spend nine hours on my feet running around, deal with the subway again, walk the mile home.... it's a full day. I dig my job, and the days almost always pass very quickly. And I love this life- the trains, the walking, all of it. I guess I just don't realize how much it can take out of you? And I mean, I make nice lists. I still carry my beloved planner. But it seems like regardless of whether I make a little plan for myself or just think about things here and there, during the course of my work day, that would be AWESOME to do when I get off, I get home and it's like blah. Eat. Chill in front of the computer. Read. Watch an indie or a documentary or something, maybe. I do get lots of pictures edited- though I'm starting to think I'm going to be chronically behind on that. Which is fine. I'd rather have the pictures than feel like I don't want to take more, lest the others are not yet finished.
Still have not unpacked from our trip back to Pittsburgh. Oops. Consequently, the trip was very nice. Saw our families, had some great meals out, did some shopping where it's cheaper. I wish there had been a little more time- by the time we see all three families (my mom, dad, and Michael's parents), there isn't any time to visit anyone else and I miss my friends, man. But it was a fun trip. The bus on the way there was small. I was comfortable, but Michael Long Legs was def not. Mom's house is the best to stay at, it's like a freaking resort. It's just the most beautiful house. Uncle Craig's wedding was lovely, and I got to meet my newest second cousin. (Braden, he's only a week old!)
On the bright side, we have groceries! Had dinner at Edward's after work and voyaged to Brooklyn for our Target/Pathmark run. Unfortunately, our cart broke. Busted. No big deal except poor Michael had to get the stupid thing up and down a ton of steps, around the LIRR to the 2 track and then the mile home.
One of those weeks. I was at the Pride Rally Sunday (it was inspiring and funny and awesome, I really enjoyed it) and it started POURING the last half hour. Bummer because I so wanted to go to drum circle afterwards. But as I was turning to leave the lawn, who do I run into but a guy I worked for, for YEARS, back in Pittsburgh. Craziness. Anyway, we were en route to get a cocktail and someone stepped on the back of my hippy skirt or it caught on something or something because it ripped. Clear across my ass. Haha. Brand new sundress and sushi at Sushi Planet later, and Michael and I were ready to go out. We hung out at Stonewall Inn. Good times.