I'm a thumping bore.
I realized yesterday that I have no clue what goes on in other peoples' 'real' worlds.
I was listening to the radio while I was testing and there was a random ad for a Thursday night show on ABC or some crap. "Find out who shot the president! Tonight--on ABC!" yeah. I crapped myself because I was half-paying attention. I'm out of touch. It's something I never think about. I don't know what movies are popular right now unless it is part of a concept or series I am into (so, lately? I've been pretty spot-on. i.e.-- The Hobbit, Skyfall, the latest Tarantino movie...)
My days go as follows:
wake up
get Char and myself ready
drop Char off at preschool
rush to work
work. WORK! [focus! @#$%!]
pick Char up
go workout
come home
dinner
Char-time [toys, books, school-stuff]
bathtime [every other night]
bedtime
Mommy-time [Netflix, enterwebz, reading, checking eyelids for cracks]
bedtime
yeah. it gets old. but what else do I do? it's lame. I have my dude over for company/solace. Thank petes he's okay with my boring, marmy arse... otherwise? single. oh, misery with the normals.
if you were to get bored one night? you'd go back to 2001 or so when I started this little space and you'd find that I was a whiny-bitch about the men-folk. why? because I'm idiot.
I have this issue with being alone. oh, yes. and getting laid. yes. I'm an idiot. but if I were not an idiot?! I would NOT have two of the most wonderful little girls in creation. I'm lucky my screw-ups in life went so well... I swear.
my life? is boring. and I was brought to this conclusion yesterday.
so. I live vicariously through you, my kids, my dude, Netflix... you name it. Books are HUGE above all. I bet anyone would think my Netflix loads are CRAZY. foreign films galore - mostly French and various Asian. Some? dirty as hell [for after the kids go to bed! yes. too bad I'm not a wine drinker! ;)] kids shows. mommy's serial favorites. [Seaquest, Dr. Who, etc.] Hitchcock movies. recently? some Peter Sellers flicks. some Noir. I LOVE old movies... campy stuff. Mr. Wong, Detective movies. Charlie Chan movies. weirdness, yanno? I love Netflix. all that crazy crap going directly into my TV.
I found a way recently to work the Wii into my 'schedule'.
Reading on my Kindle constantly.
and? I'm one of those assholes who is constantly bringing work home. I have several test case charters to update on ALL fronts.
always worried about finances.
always worried about holding on to my latest flame.
always freaking out. yet, I'm SO freaking boring.
I miss many of the things I used to do.
I bought a bunch of pastels and paper on my vacation. never got around to using them because we were outside constantly. it was AMAZING. walking. canoeing. and at night? wine and huge bathtub. it was beautiful. must different than the 'hurry up and do every bloody thing!' vacations that I grew up with...
I want another of these vacations.
I also dream of a beach vacation that involves me, water, and my Kindle... oh, and drinks with little umbrellas.
I also daydream about school.
I dream too much. no wonder I never get anything done.
I was listening to the radio while I was testing and there was a random ad for a Thursday night show on ABC or some crap. "Find out who shot the president! Tonight--on ABC!" yeah. I crapped myself because I was half-paying attention. I'm out of touch. It's something I never think about. I don't know what movies are popular right now unless it is part of a concept or series I am into (so, lately? I've been pretty spot-on. i.e.-- The Hobbit, Skyfall, the latest Tarantino movie...)
My days go as follows:
wake up
get Char and myself ready
drop Char off at preschool
rush to work
work. WORK! [focus! @#$%!]
pick Char up
go workout
come home
dinner
Char-time [toys, books, school-stuff]
bathtime [every other night]
bedtime
Mommy-time [Netflix, enterwebz, reading, checking eyelids for cracks]
bedtime
yeah. it gets old. but what else do I do? it's lame. I have my dude over for company/solace. Thank petes he's okay with my boring, marmy arse... otherwise? single. oh, misery with the normals.
if you were to get bored one night? you'd go back to 2001 or so when I started this little space and you'd find that I was a whiny-bitch about the men-folk. why? because I'm idiot.
I have this issue with being alone. oh, yes. and getting laid. yes. I'm an idiot. but if I were not an idiot?! I would NOT have two of the most wonderful little girls in creation. I'm lucky my screw-ups in life went so well... I swear.
my life? is boring. and I was brought to this conclusion yesterday.
so. I live vicariously through you, my kids, my dude, Netflix... you name it. Books are HUGE above all. I bet anyone would think my Netflix loads are CRAZY. foreign films galore - mostly French and various Asian. Some? dirty as hell [for after the kids go to bed! yes. too bad I'm not a wine drinker! ;)] kids shows. mommy's serial favorites. [Seaquest, Dr. Who, etc.] Hitchcock movies. recently? some Peter Sellers flicks. some Noir. I LOVE old movies... campy stuff. Mr. Wong, Detective movies. Charlie Chan movies. weirdness, yanno? I love Netflix. all that crazy crap going directly into my TV.
I found a way recently to work the Wii into my 'schedule'.
Reading on my Kindle constantly.
and? I'm one of those assholes who is constantly bringing work home. I have several test case charters to update on ALL fronts.
always worried about finances.
always worried about holding on to my latest flame.
always freaking out. yet, I'm SO freaking boring.
I miss many of the things I used to do.
I bought a bunch of pastels and paper on my vacation. never got around to using them because we were outside constantly. it was AMAZING. walking. canoeing. and at night? wine and huge bathtub. it was beautiful. must different than the 'hurry up and do every bloody thing!' vacations that I grew up with...
I want another of these vacations.
I also dream of a beach vacation that involves me, water, and my Kindle... oh, and drinks with little umbrellas.
I also daydream about school.
I dream too much. no wonder I never get anything done.