I'm another day late and one year older
(For the record? It felt really good to get that rant off my chest.)
Everyone's itching to get out of here today, and its not very hard to see why. We're all living in holiday anticipation, and even those people with something to do (which does not include me, or anyone in my training class) are visibly distracted by it. Half the office just flat out took the day off, of course, but the other half are all looking nervously at one another, wondering just how early they can get away with departing.
The great cleaning did not, in fact, get underway last night. I came home and just had no energy at all. I washed one bowl and one spoon, and then promptly dirtied them again heating up some soup in the microwave. I watched Gilmore Girls, which is really getting quite good this season, and puzzled over why I was more interested by the Lane storyline than the Luke & Lorelai one. I guess because the Lane plot is more immediate, whereas it could be some time before there's any real movement or development on the whole April Nardini front. (Just now I was tempted, briefly, to refer to it as Nardini-gate.) Anyway, after Gilmore Girls I vaguely watched House and flopped around like a dying fish, then went to bed shortly before 10 PM. So in place of the great cleaning we had the equally necessary great sleeping. Let's hear it for more than eight hours a night, huh?
I am totally psyched up for the holiday and long weekend, for seeing my family (and specifically my sisters). That's really what I'm thankful for, as ever. Family and friends, who are the reason I'm still here.
Oh... and I have come to a decision. To quote the inestimable (and sadly fictitous) Tim Jones, "I am not a failure in love. I'm on a 'love hiatus.' I'm recharging my batteries for superior future love." That's my new mantra: love hiatus.
EDIT: Yes, its a totally meaningless decision. It doesn't change anything. And I might not even stick to it longer than say, the next twenty minutes. But it feels good to say it, alright?
Everyone's itching to get out of here today, and its not very hard to see why. We're all living in holiday anticipation, and even those people with something to do (which does not include me, or anyone in my training class) are visibly distracted by it. Half the office just flat out took the day off, of course, but the other half are all looking nervously at one another, wondering just how early they can get away with departing.
The great cleaning did not, in fact, get underway last night. I came home and just had no energy at all. I washed one bowl and one spoon, and then promptly dirtied them again heating up some soup in the microwave. I watched Gilmore Girls, which is really getting quite good this season, and puzzled over why I was more interested by the Lane storyline than the Luke & Lorelai one. I guess because the Lane plot is more immediate, whereas it could be some time before there's any real movement or development on the whole April Nardini front. (Just now I was tempted, briefly, to refer to it as Nardini-gate.) Anyway, after Gilmore Girls I vaguely watched House and flopped around like a dying fish, then went to bed shortly before 10 PM. So in place of the great cleaning we had the equally necessary great sleeping. Let's hear it for more than eight hours a night, huh?
I am totally psyched up for the holiday and long weekend, for seeing my family (and specifically my sisters). That's really what I'm thankful for, as ever. Family and friends, who are the reason I'm still here.
Oh... and I have come to a decision. To quote the inestimable (and sadly fictitous) Tim Jones, "I am not a failure in love. I'm on a 'love hiatus.' I'm recharging my batteries for superior future love." That's my new mantra: love hiatus.
EDIT: Yes, its a totally meaningless decision. It doesn't change anything. And I might not even stick to it longer than say, the next twenty minutes. But it feels good to say it, alright?