Mrugh.
I'm in a weird mood. Not really happy, not really cranky. It seems almost like a waiting. I'm not sure what I'm waiting for but, I do know a couple of things.
I need two days off from everything a week. One day for myself/Scott and/or critters, and one day to catch up on all house stuff. Actually make that one and a half days off from everything. The whole day being for me and the family. The half to work on keeping up on housely stuff. I do a little something every night. I'd really like to do a top to bottom cleaning... one of these days. It's been a few months.
I'm ready for this week to be done.
There was the review, problems with the "landlady", the discovery of Thor's massive worm problem, and just stress.
I need one of two things: a better paying job, more hours tutoring, or less bitchiness at the hotel.
Oh, wait, that was three.
On the up side of it all. I had animal care duty today and it was good. Reason number 12 quadrillion that I like working with animals: They calm me down. Issues came up this morning, I got to animal care duty and while I was still worried as long as I was focused on them I didn't worry myself sick like I normally do. I got to be goofy, get purrs, puppy and kitty kisses, nibbles from the pocket pets and chirrups from the birds.
It was a great way to start the day and a great way to get close to ending it. Then I came home to my own menagerie and it was also good.
Due to issues I skipped out on my tutoring hours earlier today so that I would know what was going on and that was fine. I made up the hours after class and animal care duty and then some.
They're talking snow again tomorrow which will be good. It's blowing pretty good outside right now, so that even without fresh snow we've got a nice drift of it right outside our door with no footprints left.
So much for picking up the dog poop. It's covered. :P
It's okay, I'll do what I did last spring and the one before. As the snow melts you pick it up, hack it out of the ice and throw it away before it gets mushy.
ah, poop details. Yum.
I'm going to go up to bed now, Valkyrie's bath is going to have to wait till tomorrow night maybe. I'm going to try to harass the boyo, and if I fail miserably I'm going to curl up with Anne's book. (thank you, Anne :) I'm excited to start it)
I think I have another test tomorrow, but since I have to be at school 5 hours before my first class to help someone review before a test I should have plenty of time to meander down to China House and get some chow and study in peace. The only thing about being a tutor is that the classes you tutor for know who you are and they hunt you down :) Oh well. I don't mind helping people. It makes me happy if I can make them happy. Some people might call it generous, but in my case it's more of a selfishness thing. I don't like having grumpy, jealous, unhappy, sad people around me if I can help it. It drags me down. :(
this doesn't mean you can't be those things around me. It just means that I'll try my hardest to brighten you a little bit, and give comfort :P
Anyway, Boyo, Book, Bed in that order.
*strides out to challenge wind to let puppy go to bathroom*
I need two days off from everything a week. One day for myself/Scott and/or critters, and one day to catch up on all house stuff. Actually make that one and a half days off from everything. The whole day being for me and the family. The half to work on keeping up on housely stuff. I do a little something every night. I'd really like to do a top to bottom cleaning... one of these days. It's been a few months.
I'm ready for this week to be done.
There was the review, problems with the "landlady", the discovery of Thor's massive worm problem, and just stress.
I need one of two things: a better paying job, more hours tutoring, or less bitchiness at the hotel.
Oh, wait, that was three.
On the up side of it all. I had animal care duty today and it was good. Reason number 12 quadrillion that I like working with animals: They calm me down. Issues came up this morning, I got to animal care duty and while I was still worried as long as I was focused on them I didn't worry myself sick like I normally do. I got to be goofy, get purrs, puppy and kitty kisses, nibbles from the pocket pets and chirrups from the birds.
It was a great way to start the day and a great way to get close to ending it. Then I came home to my own menagerie and it was also good.
Due to issues I skipped out on my tutoring hours earlier today so that I would know what was going on and that was fine. I made up the hours after class and animal care duty and then some.
They're talking snow again tomorrow which will be good. It's blowing pretty good outside right now, so that even without fresh snow we've got a nice drift of it right outside our door with no footprints left.
So much for picking up the dog poop. It's covered. :P
It's okay, I'll do what I did last spring and the one before. As the snow melts you pick it up, hack it out of the ice and throw it away before it gets mushy.
ah, poop details. Yum.
I'm going to go up to bed now, Valkyrie's bath is going to have to wait till tomorrow night maybe. I'm going to try to harass the boyo, and if I fail miserably I'm going to curl up with Anne's book. (thank you, Anne :) I'm excited to start it)
I think I have another test tomorrow, but since I have to be at school 5 hours before my first class to help someone review before a test I should have plenty of time to meander down to China House and get some chow and study in peace. The only thing about being a tutor is that the classes you tutor for know who you are and they hunt you down :) Oh well. I don't mind helping people. It makes me happy if I can make them happy. Some people might call it generous, but in my case it's more of a selfishness thing. I don't like having grumpy, jealous, unhappy, sad people around me if I can help it. It drags me down. :(
this doesn't mean you can't be those things around me. It just means that I'll try my hardest to brighten you a little bit, and give comfort :P
Anyway, Boyo, Book, Bed in that order.
*strides out to challenge wind to let puppy go to bathroom*