Reflections on my Mood
I was sitting here at work (pleased to be employed, even if I want to stab my boss in the eyeball with a letter opener) feeling whiny about how tired and run down that I'm feeling.
What an ungrateful wretch I am!
I had a fan-fucking-tabulous weekend. Emily and I had an unexpected and enchanting dinner during which we discussed literature (one of my favorite topics!) and evolutionary psychology. It was a really enjoyable conversation about love and whether or not humans are genetically engineered for monogomy.
Saturday morning we went to get furniture from my boss (Napoleonette) that is being put to good use. Freecycle low tech version. I talked (chatted via IM) with my cousin in Crete. How cool is that? How cool is technology sometimes?
Saturday afternoon I had fun cleaning my house. Yes, I had fun cleaning. No, I'm not feverish. I really enjoyed it. It was as if I took possession of my house. I'm beginning to see me in my house. I love it. I didn't get nearly what I wanted done, but do I ever?
Saturday evening Robin and Shannon came over. It was wonderful. I'm really hoping this grows into a long, term close relationship. (I love playing board games and anyone who accepts offers of sexual favors so I can win and then collects right then and there is delicious to play with!) We had some seriously awesome, quality sofa cuddling time while watching Black Adder. We played a new game that I ordered Sunday (after playing it) it was so fun. I lost twice and enjoyed it. Shannon is delightfully cut-throat. We never made it to the chocolate fondue, but I'll leave it that I had never fully realized how sexy breath could be, I was never in charge and a good time was had by all. *cheshire grin*
Sunday morning Rev. Paul's sermon was actually inspiring. I didn't daze off at all. I actually paid attention and listened and was inspired. Sunday afternoon Lynn and I had a comfortable coz at McDonald's chatting and working on our service for next week.
I mean seriously, aside from a couple minor hiccups (including avoiding a call from my mother who seems to have forgotten everything that happened and wants me to come up to spend the holidays with her) and VERY little sleep, it was a fabulous weekend. The only reason I'm not walking on cloud nine is that I'm sooo tired. Which says to me that my attitude is heavily influenced by how rested I am. I don't know if it works that same way for everyone, but I think that's how I work. Interesting.
In any case, thanks to the universe for a great weekend.
What an ungrateful wretch I am!
I had a fan-fucking-tabulous weekend. Emily and I had an unexpected and enchanting dinner during which we discussed literature (one of my favorite topics!) and evolutionary psychology. It was a really enjoyable conversation about love and whether or not humans are genetically engineered for monogomy.
Saturday morning we went to get furniture from my boss (Napoleonette) that is being put to good use. Freecycle low tech version. I talked (chatted via IM) with my cousin in Crete. How cool is that? How cool is technology sometimes?
Saturday afternoon I had fun cleaning my house. Yes, I had fun cleaning. No, I'm not feverish. I really enjoyed it. It was as if I took possession of my house. I'm beginning to see me in my house. I love it. I didn't get nearly what I wanted done, but do I ever?
Saturday evening Robin and Shannon came over. It was wonderful. I'm really hoping this grows into a long, term close relationship. (I love playing board games and anyone who accepts offers of sexual favors so I can win and then collects right then and there is delicious to play with!) We had some seriously awesome, quality sofa cuddling time while watching Black Adder. We played a new game that I ordered Sunday (after playing it) it was so fun. I lost twice and enjoyed it. Shannon is delightfully cut-throat. We never made it to the chocolate fondue, but I'll leave it that I had never fully realized how sexy breath could be, I was never in charge and a good time was had by all. *cheshire grin*
Sunday morning Rev. Paul's sermon was actually inspiring. I didn't daze off at all. I actually paid attention and listened and was inspired. Sunday afternoon Lynn and I had a comfortable coz at McDonald's chatting and working on our service for next week.
I mean seriously, aside from a couple minor hiccups (including avoiding a call from my mother who seems to have forgotten everything that happened and wants me to come up to spend the holidays with her) and VERY little sleep, it was a fabulous weekend. The only reason I'm not walking on cloud nine is that I'm sooo tired. Which says to me that my attitude is heavily influenced by how rested I am. I don't know if it works that same way for everyone, but I think that's how I work. Interesting.
In any case, thanks to the universe for a great weekend.