Hearts and thoughts they fade...
Sometimes you just can't help being a little melancholy.
Bed was warm and snuggly this morning. At 6:30 when the alarm went off, I smacked it. Repeatedly. There was a large expanse of warm Dan shoulder to nuzzle up against, you see. He's very snuggly and cuddly, even in his sleep (well, most of the time). :)
Finally at 7:00 I lurched out of bed, grumbled, went through morning rituals, threw on the clothes, etc. Surprisingly, though, I still made it to work in plenty of time to stop in and have a latte (my latest addiction.. eep) made to take upstairs with me.
It's not even 9 a.m. and I've already dealt with a potential referral, two current clients and one accountant. I'm just so not interested in being here, today. I want a vacation day. Yes, I know that theoretically, I had one already this week for Labor Day. Somehow, that's not an encouraging thought. Especially since the boss is already grumpimous and, as mentioned, it's not even 9 a.m.
On the bright side, my daughter will be spending time at her friend's house tonight and Dan and I have made tentative plans to go out and have Mexican tonight at the place near the metaphysical store... so maybe I'll get to do a eensy bit of browsing while I'm at it.
I also have to go and get the postcard I have promised to and ship it out at the post office. I've been trying to get back over there to get the post card I saw and liked, but as of yet, haven't quite managed. I will get to it tonight.
I think that's why I'm feeling a little melancholy. I've had plans all week to pick up the house, clean out closets, etc., and I have gotten NOTHING done thus far. It's Thursday again, and as usual, I'm looking at the week and going 'what happened here?'. The only thing I am looking forward to is that tomorrow is payday. This is a good thing! I just have no idea what, if anything, I am going to do with myself tomorrow night. Maybe brownie-making is in order.
It's fall, officially. I'm glad. I don't really feel like we had that much of a summer, but at least Dan, Katie and I did some fun things this summer. I am grateful, though, in an odd sense, that I can hide behind the fall again. See, in fall, my "requested" mobility is limited. No one likes to drive in snow, least of all, my family and the snow starts flying here around the end of October. So I am not expected (as much) to appear places that require me to drive a great deal of distance.
Though, that's not to say that Mom hasn't already sent me a link to the Hershey Halloween things, because she has. I am seriously considering going to it, because not only will Katie like it, but so will I and probably, so will Dan. I think my mom would be happy to have everyone together near Katie's birthday, so I guess we'll see. I truly don't want to drive; I am NOT going to drive on Halloween weekend, which is also closer to Katie's birthday, as I have already made plans with myself for what I intend to do on Samhain (and trust me, it includes being as far as possible from my mother); but I do think, on the other hand, that it would be fun to go to the Hershey thing.
But at any rate, I am glad it is finally fall. I want to go shopping in the worst way. I hate putting on clothes that just aren't me; why should I? I think I can afford a couple of new outfits, at least. One of my favorite fall outfits finally bit the dust last year, so I think it's time to treat myself. Before it's all said and done I intend to have the beautiful brown suede outfit I saw last night. Maybe just not -this- week, as it's $120.
I was quite frustrated last night; I found beautiful suits, in appropriate sizes, on sale last night for $20. Clicked them into the shopping basket and went on shopping. When I finally got to the check out, lo and behold, they had SOLD OUT of each of the ones that were $20. Huh?!? I was so pissed that I dumped the entire contents of the basket and left the site. Growl. Really liked several of those suits, too; one was a tuxedo-style grey/silver color, one was a black silk pantsuit, one was a wine-colored keyhole skirt suit. Consequently, they will get no more of my business.
Bleh.
That pretty much sums up my whole mood. The rain isn't helping. :/ Where are my sunny, clear, blue-skied days with cool breezes? Even in Ithaca (the hive of scum and villany) we had some days like that in September and October.
Sigh.
~S
Bed was warm and snuggly this morning. At 6:30 when the alarm went off, I smacked it. Repeatedly. There was a large expanse of warm Dan shoulder to nuzzle up against, you see. He's very snuggly and cuddly, even in his sleep (well, most of the time). :)
Finally at 7:00 I lurched out of bed, grumbled, went through morning rituals, threw on the clothes, etc. Surprisingly, though, I still made it to work in plenty of time to stop in and have a latte (my latest addiction.. eep) made to take upstairs with me.
It's not even 9 a.m. and I've already dealt with a potential referral, two current clients and one accountant. I'm just so not interested in being here, today. I want a vacation day. Yes, I know that theoretically, I had one already this week for Labor Day. Somehow, that's not an encouraging thought. Especially since the boss is already grumpimous and, as mentioned, it's not even 9 a.m.
On the bright side, my daughter will be spending time at her friend's house tonight and Dan and I have made tentative plans to go out and have Mexican tonight at the place near the metaphysical store... so maybe I'll get to do a eensy bit of browsing while I'm at it.
I also have to go and get the postcard I have promised to and ship it out at the post office. I've been trying to get back over there to get the post card I saw and liked, but as of yet, haven't quite managed. I will get to it tonight.
I think that's why I'm feeling a little melancholy. I've had plans all week to pick up the house, clean out closets, etc., and I have gotten NOTHING done thus far. It's Thursday again, and as usual, I'm looking at the week and going 'what happened here?'. The only thing I am looking forward to is that tomorrow is payday. This is a good thing! I just have no idea what, if anything, I am going to do with myself tomorrow night. Maybe brownie-making is in order.
It's fall, officially. I'm glad. I don't really feel like we had that much of a summer, but at least Dan, Katie and I did some fun things this summer. I am grateful, though, in an odd sense, that I can hide behind the fall again. See, in fall, my "requested" mobility is limited. No one likes to drive in snow, least of all, my family and the snow starts flying here around the end of October. So I am not expected (as much) to appear places that require me to drive a great deal of distance.
Though, that's not to say that Mom hasn't already sent me a link to the Hershey Halloween things, because she has. I am seriously considering going to it, because not only will Katie like it, but so will I and probably, so will Dan. I think my mom would be happy to have everyone together near Katie's birthday, so I guess we'll see. I truly don't want to drive; I am NOT going to drive on Halloween weekend, which is also closer to Katie's birthday, as I have already made plans with myself for what I intend to do on Samhain (and trust me, it includes being as far as possible from my mother); but I do think, on the other hand, that it would be fun to go to the Hershey thing.
But at any rate, I am glad it is finally fall. I want to go shopping in the worst way. I hate putting on clothes that just aren't me; why should I? I think I can afford a couple of new outfits, at least. One of my favorite fall outfits finally bit the dust last year, so I think it's time to treat myself. Before it's all said and done I intend to have the beautiful brown suede outfit I saw last night. Maybe just not -this- week, as it's $120.
I was quite frustrated last night; I found beautiful suits, in appropriate sizes, on sale last night for $20. Clicked them into the shopping basket and went on shopping. When I finally got to the check out, lo and behold, they had SOLD OUT of each of the ones that were $20. Huh?!? I was so pissed that I dumped the entire contents of the basket and left the site. Growl. Really liked several of those suits, too; one was a tuxedo-style grey/silver color, one was a black silk pantsuit, one was a wine-colored keyhole skirt suit. Consequently, they will get no more of my business.
Bleh.
That pretty much sums up my whole mood. The rain isn't helping. :/ Where are my sunny, clear, blue-skied days with cool breezes? Even in Ithaca (the hive of scum and villany) we had some days like that in September and October.
Sigh.
~S