still blah
Bored bored bored.
I have stuff I could/should be doing. No motivation.
I worked out yesterday at least. I didn't today cause I don't wanna be sore before my riding lesson. I get sore enough with that.
Need to go grocery shopping for lunch-type items. I really don't like cold lunches. I need something quick, easy, warm, and healthy. Getting a combo of all 4 is the tricksy part.
So. Today I tell myself that I'm gonna do stuff. I'm going to nap, cause I'm still not caught up on sleep, but I'm going to set an alarm and only nap for two hours.* Well alarm goes off, I sleep for another hour. I *was* gonna get up, work out, eat lunch and then maybe practice my fiddle some. Haven't touched it in ages. Well when I finally *did* get up, I decided against working out, I was too lazy to make lunch (we're out of chef boyardee), and I'm still pondering whether or not to drag out the violin. Just tuning it could take hours. I miss my piano. To play a piano, you sit down, lift the lid, and play. There is no tuning and adjusting or tightening of bow. There is no putting together and arranging of reed as there is with the clarinet. I don't even have my clarinet here. It's at my parents'.
I got a call about a resume I sent out. I call back only to find that the person who called me was no longer with the company. Someone else is supposed to call me back by today about it. If I don't hear anything by 4, I'll call again.
I want to learn to sew. I've had fabric to make a pretty cool shawl, but I only have *just* enough. So I can't mess it up. So I'm afraid to try anything with it. Having a sewing machine would probably help. I want to learn to dance. And I mean *really* dance. Tango. Bellydance. Flamenco. Shaking one's ass, no matter how well done or how nice the ass does not constitute dancing.
Well. I can't do any of those just yet. I *can* learn to play my fiddle better. So I'm going to go clip the nails on my left hand and do just that. It'll be a miracle if I can remember how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
*I have been napping 4-5 hours each day. This is for two reasons. 1. to catch up on sleep lost at the party. 2. to catch up on sleep lost at night. Dennis is sick, plus has allergies; he's been snoring alot, it keeps me up, and I end up sleeping on the couch.
I have stuff I could/should be doing. No motivation.
I worked out yesterday at least. I didn't today cause I don't wanna be sore before my riding lesson. I get sore enough with that.
Need to go grocery shopping for lunch-type items. I really don't like cold lunches. I need something quick, easy, warm, and healthy. Getting a combo of all 4 is the tricksy part.
So. Today I tell myself that I'm gonna do stuff. I'm going to nap, cause I'm still not caught up on sleep, but I'm going to set an alarm and only nap for two hours.* Well alarm goes off, I sleep for another hour. I *was* gonna get up, work out, eat lunch and then maybe practice my fiddle some. Haven't touched it in ages. Well when I finally *did* get up, I decided against working out, I was too lazy to make lunch (we're out of chef boyardee), and I'm still pondering whether or not to drag out the violin. Just tuning it could take hours. I miss my piano. To play a piano, you sit down, lift the lid, and play. There is no tuning and adjusting or tightening of bow. There is no putting together and arranging of reed as there is with the clarinet. I don't even have my clarinet here. It's at my parents'.
I got a call about a resume I sent out. I call back only to find that the person who called me was no longer with the company. Someone else is supposed to call me back by today about it. If I don't hear anything by 4, I'll call again.
I want to learn to sew. I've had fabric to make a pretty cool shawl, but I only have *just* enough. So I can't mess it up. So I'm afraid to try anything with it. Having a sewing machine would probably help. I want to learn to dance. And I mean *really* dance. Tango. Bellydance. Flamenco. Shaking one's ass, no matter how well done or how nice the ass does not constitute dancing.
Well. I can't do any of those just yet. I *can* learn to play my fiddle better. So I'm going to go clip the nails on my left hand and do just that. It'll be a miracle if I can remember how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
*I have been napping 4-5 hours each day. This is for two reasons. 1. to catch up on sleep lost at the party. 2. to catch up on sleep lost at night. Dennis is sick, plus has allergies; he's been snoring alot, it keeps me up, and I end up sleeping on the couch.