Mreh
The Ecstasy of Gold and Working Class Hero make a nice little playlist, all on their own. :)
Too much to do and not enough time. I've barely started packing; normally by this time I'd have everything in my suitcase except needs-to-be-hung clothes and any toiletries/cosmetics I still need to use. I took my car in yesterday morning for an oil change - always a good idea before planning to stress the engine with a lotta miles! - but had to be there by 8 a.m. blech. I'd meant to do it last weekend but forgot to call for an appointment during the week, and while you *can* go without one on Saturday, you can also then kiss Saturday goodbye so far as being able to do anything requiring a vehicle. So I was up at 7 yesterday, and then couldn't sleep for a while when I finally got to bed last night; I think it was after 3 that I finally dropped off and I was awake at 8. I'm tired and that makes me whiny, man. So does feeling just a liiiiiittle overwhelmed by what's still to be done. For which I'm slapping myself upside the head because hello, vacation, the point is not to tie oneself in knots but yeah. S'working so-so so far. Right now I just wanna curl into a wee ball and sleep for a few hours. Unfortunately there's that thing known as work. *rolls eyes*
Too much to do and not enough time. I've barely started packing; normally by this time I'd have everything in my suitcase except needs-to-be-hung clothes and any toiletries/cosmetics I still need to use. I took my car in yesterday morning for an oil change - always a good idea before planning to stress the engine with a lotta miles! - but had to be there by 8 a.m. blech. I'd meant to do it last weekend but forgot to call for an appointment during the week, and while you *can* go without one on Saturday, you can also then kiss Saturday goodbye so far as being able to do anything requiring a vehicle. So I was up at 7 yesterday, and then couldn't sleep for a while when I finally got to bed last night; I think it was after 3 that I finally dropped off and I was awake at 8. I'm tired and that makes me whiny, man. So does feeling just a liiiiiittle overwhelmed by what's still to be done. For which I'm slapping myself upside the head because hello, vacation, the point is not to tie oneself in knots but yeah. S'working so-so so far. Right now I just wanna curl into a wee ball and sleep for a few hours. Unfortunately there's that thing known as work. *rolls eyes*