Claiming Hermione
I'm not done. And since I am out of town and will be hanging with my girl, I won't be done for this weekend like I hoped. *le sigh* The way things are shaping up, I am not going to be able to sit with it until Wednesday. *cries* I really really REALLY need life to slow down. Why can't I seem to make that happen????
Friday: My BFF bought us tickets to go see the Whirling Dervishes tonight! Squeee! We tried to go see them when we were 17 or so, in LA, all dolled up and everything. And I can't exactly explain why, but circumstances conspired against us. We've been talking about it ever since. Bonus: It's going to be at The Palace of Fine Arts (utterly gorgeous location). Perfect for two swanky sexy mamas out on the town.
Saturday: shopping and around SF with my BFF. Saturday night: Work Holiday party that is *technically* the reason I am here.
Sunday: BFF has convinced me to go to a 3 HOUR (!!!!!!) "transformation" yoga class. Hope they like my green velvet pajama pants. :) (Hope I survive.)
Monday: I had *planned* to stop into the offices of the new work place (to meet them when they are not all tipping it back). But, give an inch and they take a mile. My Monday has become booked with conference calls and meetings. *sigh*
Tuesday: Okay, this day is unplanned, other than I fly out in the evening. I am hoping to get some writing time. I can't just sit down for two hours with it here and there, you see. I need big blocks of dedicated time to get into the mindset and language and pacing. The only caveat here is that I have a HUGE project due the next day. I'm hoping Monday's work day takes care of that, but I'm not holding my breath.
Wednesday: Phase 2 of HUGE PROJECT needs to be created and sent out overnight. And I have an Internship Program meeting at 4 that will last a few hours. And a salon appt that I need to reschedule.
Thursday: Good God please let this stay open for me!!!
Fri, Sat: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NOTHING!
Sunday: My Girl, Sarah comes to stay for a week.
Okay, never mind that I still need to do Christmas Shopping. And Planning for the huge TWO dinners I'll be having, and fuck it, I am obviously not going to get the blockprints done at all. FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Oh, and can I just say that I miss Mr. Ilke SO DAMN MUCH and it's only been one day!
Friday: My BFF bought us tickets to go see the Whirling Dervishes tonight! Squeee! We tried to go see them when we were 17 or so, in LA, all dolled up and everything. And I can't exactly explain why, but circumstances conspired against us. We've been talking about it ever since. Bonus: It's going to be at The Palace of Fine Arts (utterly gorgeous location). Perfect for two swanky sexy mamas out on the town.
Saturday: shopping and around SF with my BFF. Saturday night: Work Holiday party that is *technically* the reason I am here.
Sunday: BFF has convinced me to go to a 3 HOUR (!!!!!!) "transformation" yoga class. Hope they like my green velvet pajama pants. :) (Hope I survive.)
Monday: I had *planned* to stop into the offices of the new work place (to meet them when they are not all tipping it back). But, give an inch and they take a mile. My Monday has become booked with conference calls and meetings. *sigh*
Tuesday: Okay, this day is unplanned, other than I fly out in the evening. I am hoping to get some writing time. I can't just sit down for two hours with it here and there, you see. I need big blocks of dedicated time to get into the mindset and language and pacing. The only caveat here is that I have a HUGE project due the next day. I'm hoping Monday's work day takes care of that, but I'm not holding my breath.
Wednesday: Phase 2 of HUGE PROJECT needs to be created and sent out overnight. And I have an Internship Program meeting at 4 that will last a few hours. And a salon appt that I need to reschedule.
Thursday: Good God please let this stay open for me!!!
Fri, Sat: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE NOTHING!
Sunday: My Girl, Sarah comes to stay for a week.
Okay, never mind that I still need to do Christmas Shopping. And Planning for the huge TWO dinners I'll be having, and fuck it, I am obviously not going to get the blockprints done at all. FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Oh, and can I just say that I miss Mr. Ilke SO DAMN MUCH and it's only been one day!