This is definitely not insomnia.
I just feel like posting before I go crash.
I never knew my lap was big enough to hold a cat and a laptop with relative ease. I can sleep a little easier now... if I ever get around to going to sleep, that is. I fully intend to not wake up until at least 1 tomorrow afternoon. It shouldn't be terribly difficult.
On the work front: our new receptionist starts Monday (*cheers and clapping*) and after we get her trained, we will be in the lap of luxury with so much woman-power at our disposal on our team! I got free lunch twice this week, and ate leftovers from the second time for lunch today (I don't count that as three free lunches though, since I'm anti-leftovers). And the training of my replacement is coming along nicely. So nicely, in fact, that I don't have to do very much that I used to do anymore. It's kind of weird. I'm feeling a little possessive of my duties, especially the processing of incoming mail. I'm trying very hard not to hover. And to let her do it her own way. It's my new mantra... "my way is not the only right way to do things, even if it's the most efficient."
On the personal life front: ummmm... yeah. Not too much exciting. I read a lot this week. And wasn't very social. But I don't really care. I read two books: Illegal Alien by Robert Sawyer, and Cordelia's Honor by Lois McMaster Bujold. The former seemed to have great potential and was pretty interesting for the first 2/3 of it (it's about a trial of an alien charged with murdering a human, not too long after said aliens made contact with the human race for the first time) and then it kind of fizzled in my opinion. That's kind of how a lot of his books are though. Fascinating premise, but the plots rather fizzle into the mundane in the last stretch. Cordelia's Honor, however, was quite enjoyable. Interesting because I didn't read it as fast as I do other things, for no reason readily apparent to me, and also engaging due to the characters and descriptions.
I am attempting to quell the sense of panic I start to feel when I realize I only have 3 and a half more weeks here before I move and still have a horrendously long "to read" list. Not to mention my "to do" list, which is always something of a lost cause anyway. For instance, cleaning my purple suede shoes has been on my "to do" list since I got the proper cleaning implements in the middle of May. My poor deprived singles ward has yet to see them because I won't wear them until i clean off all the scuff marks. Such a tragedy! (Another tragedy is that I finally found a group of people who love to play games of all sorts, including Settlers, and the summer is almost over. Of course. On a side note, however, they introduced me to this hilarious game called Killer Bunnies which is insanely complicated (my favorite kind of game) and based solely and completely on luck. Go figure.)
Speaking of shoes (well, we were before that last digression), I'm going to go to DSW tomorrow (or technically, later today) and attempt to find a pair worthy of using a 15% off coupon on, combined with a $10 off rewards certificate. I'm hoping for red high heels, but I'd settle for anything cute and strappy, with a heel of course. Now, the shoe of the day yesterday (on my "Shoe a Day" calendar) was definitely oddball. The straps were made of braided human hair. *shudder* It would have to be my own hair, definitely, if I were ever to wear such a thing.
Speaking of hair, hopefully there isn't too much cat hair in my keyboard now...
Sleep, or snack? Sleep, or snack? I hate it when I am indecisive...