Fire and soup

Nov 11, 2006 23:27

Back home again after what seems like a long week of not sleeping in my bed. I am telling you, I do miss it every once in a while. The clean smell of it, the silence of it, the way the pillows stack up just so. Ah. My bed. Though at this time of year, I would like my bed to be in the room with the fireplace.

Sopup is on the stove and all of the candles are lit. I love the juxtoposition of my laptop humming with the fire and candles, it just cracks me up and makes me smile.

Glad to hear everyone is on the cleaning and sorting and purging trend...maybe we're all subconsciously getting ready for something big. Whatever shall it be?

Shall not be making it down southern ways this weekend, but next weekend I plan on visiting the new haunts of redchair66 and Prof. Foo, Nessa, will you be arond for a visit as well? I can not make it to Friday nights, usually, but shall try to get one in further down the road.

I am feeling better, though still about 4 feet off of the ground. Kinda fun out here in non-reality.

NExt step, finding my next real job. Teaching has too many politcs and I can't have a flexible schedule. So, what shall it be? Ringmaster? Food party consultant? Erotic consultant? Only the future knows...
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