The fire alarm was going off in the Harvard T station this morning. No one seemed particularly concerned. This is a jaded world.
Last weekend (1/26-1/28) I was violently ill and missed Darren and Vickie's party, which I was really upset about. Vomiting, aching and fever didn't exactly make for the best party mood, so I stayed home and Kevin took care of me because he's sweet like that.
Last week... what the hell did I even do last week? I don't remember! Oh yeah, I was still recovering and feeling crappy, so I stayed home most of Monday and went home a little early from work Tuesday to recover more. Wednesday I made tuna salad for Jeff, Kevin and me for dinner. No, not canned icky tuna salad - pepper-crusted seared tuna sliced thin, over salad greens, topped with sliced almonds and honey mustard dressing. It's my favorite easy, delicious, and fairly fancy looking and sounding dish - it seriously takes 10 minutes, max, from fridge to table. Thursday was bowling, and I was pretty off my game... I need to find some time to go practice again.
This weekend... well, Friday night there was a bunch of hanging out at F'ham with a cool group of people, and Kevin and I headed up a homemade sushi effort. Nearly everyone tried their hand at it by the end of the night I think - Darren and Dave turned out to be naturals at making maki rolls!
Saturday was a bunch of cleaning and food shopping for Super Bowl. Our kitchen is clean, yay! I managed to get my taxes done and e-filed... I'm getting back nearly $500 between the federal gov't and the state. I'm not planning on doing anything fun with it though, just having it deposited directly into my main savings account - it needs replenishing, stat!
Yesterday was a small Super Bowl gathering at my place. Our living room is so small; we were at megaFull capacity with 9 people total. Basically, it was an excuse for me to make carnitas and spindip, and to get rid of the damn jalapeno poppers that have been taking up half our freezer since July, an excuse for Jeff to cut down his homebrew supply slightly, and an excuse to watch football and funny commercials in high def. All the good commercials and good action happened during the first half of the game though, so the second half was kinda lame. The commercials were pretty weak too - though I really liked the GM robot one. Poor robotic arm!
This morning I forced myself to get up a half hour earlier and get on the exercise bike. I'm still so out of shape, but I know that will change soon enough as long as I stick with it. One Scrubs episode, sans commercials, is the perfect amount of time for exercise right now. Next time, I need to wear headphones when I do it though - I have to turn the speakers up fairly loud to hear the episode over the bike noise. I am feeling pretty good today though - now I remember why I stuck with regular morning exercise until I moved to Waltham. I've already been feeling darn good lately since I changed my eating habits again, and Kevin says it looks like I'm slimming down a bit, too. Yay!
So, even though I'm feeling pretty great physically lately, emotionally and mentally I'm still dwelling on and worrying about a whole ton of stuff - work, living situations, money, etc. I'm not really sure what to do differently though, I'm working through and trying to fix things as quickly as I can. I've come up with a new budget, and I'm fully intending to stick with it. A positive side effect of that is that I eat out much, much less than I used to, which is helpful for the healthy eating thing. So money isn't really too much of a worry anymore. As for living situation, I can't really figure anything about that until I figure out job-related stuff.
Soooooo, job stuff is the biggest issue right now, and it's affecting me hugely. I feel like all my free resources are stuck worrying in the background about it, even when I'm not actively worrying about it. It's affecting my interactions with people a lot lately, I'm finding myself acting a lot more selfishly and having much less patience for everyone, and I can see that, and recognize it, but it's almost like, I don't want to change that. I don't even know if the job stuff is what's causing it, or if there's another factor I'm not recognizing.
It seems like such an easy thing for me to do - stop being a selfish bitch and complaining about stuff I'm annoyed/unhappy about if it's a) the wrong time or b) not conducive to fixing it. So why am I having such a hard time with it?
Completely unrelated to everything: I posted my pictures from
NYC and some pictures of
Oliver to my Flickr account. Go, look, comment! Or not. Whatever!