A little cheese with that?
Man, this always happens. If I don't go on any trips during time off from work, I inevitably find myself wondering, at the end of that time, whether I accomplished enough. (Yes, I am an oldest child.) I had high hopes for these particular two weeks, as I believe I mentioned in my last entry, and I've been a bit melancholy the past couple days as I find myself coming up short of my own expectations. So to make myself feel better, I'll recap a little of what exactly I did do over the past two weeks, in no particular order...
--folded and put away all the clean laundry that had been sitting downstairs for FAR too long
--got my brother safely on a plane to Japan via Colorado
--bought the materials for and started on (and really, got fairly far on at least one of) two different projects that will be Christmas gifts and therefore can't be described here
--went to a Twins day game (which, sadly, they lost)
--went to the farmers' market with my mom and sister and got many yummy things
--printed up inserts for our oh-so-ridiculously-late wedding thank-you cards making apology for their being oh-so-ridiculously-late
--baked zucchini bread and chocolate zucchini cake
--helped Allen repair part of the garage roof
--cooked several new (to us) recipes with Allen
--did my yoga routine for the first time in more time than I care to say
--got together for lunch with my former co-worker Cheryl
--went to the State Fair with Allen, Laura & Jomar
The things that are still niggling most at me are that I didn't actually get the thank-you cards out into the mail yet, nor did I manage to schedule any of the various doctor/dentist appointments I had really intended to have. And it's sad to me that I didn't get together with hardly any of my friends who are home during the day and who I would have liked to take the rare opportunity to see.
But, the fact is that I have had either a rehearsal, a show or both every single day since the 13th of August. If I had been trying to work full time while doing that, I probably would be sick right now. Not having to go to work the next day meant I could come home from a show late at night and instead of having to go straight to bed, I could unwind a little watching tv or playing a board game with Allen or something, and then sleep in the next morning. I think it made a big difference regarding the level to which I retained my sanity. Or at least it makes me feel a bit better about the last couple weeks.
In about five minutes I have to leave for my first day of workshops for the 2006-2007 school year. I have to say, I have only dread in my soul. None of those first-week-of-school butterflies, although maybe they'll come when it's actually the first day of class. But last Wednesday when I went in to work for what I thought would be a meeting (so poorly planned and communicated that it didn't turn out to be that at all) I left with such a bad taste in my mouth due to some of my co-workers that I hardly even want to return. Apparently I was the only PCS who didn't threaten to quit that day, largely because I'm the only PCS who seems to understand that having half of our building demolished this year will mean we have to put up with some crappy circumstances. Go figure.
I might expound upon those difficulties later, but it's time to face the day. It looks appropriately gloomy out there.
--folded and put away all the clean laundry that had been sitting downstairs for FAR too long
--got my brother safely on a plane to Japan via Colorado
--bought the materials for and started on (and really, got fairly far on at least one of) two different projects that will be Christmas gifts and therefore can't be described here
--went to a Twins day game (which, sadly, they lost)
--went to the farmers' market with my mom and sister and got many yummy things
--printed up inserts for our oh-so-ridiculously-late wedding thank-you cards making apology for their being oh-so-ridiculously-late
--baked zucchini bread and chocolate zucchini cake
--helped Allen repair part of the garage roof
--cooked several new (to us) recipes with Allen
--did my yoga routine for the first time in more time than I care to say
--got together for lunch with my former co-worker Cheryl
--went to the State Fair with Allen, Laura & Jomar
The things that are still niggling most at me are that I didn't actually get the thank-you cards out into the mail yet, nor did I manage to schedule any of the various doctor/dentist appointments I had really intended to have. And it's sad to me that I didn't get together with hardly any of my friends who are home during the day and who I would have liked to take the rare opportunity to see.
But, the fact is that I have had either a rehearsal, a show or both every single day since the 13th of August. If I had been trying to work full time while doing that, I probably would be sick right now. Not having to go to work the next day meant I could come home from a show late at night and instead of having to go straight to bed, I could unwind a little watching tv or playing a board game with Allen or something, and then sleep in the next morning. I think it made a big difference regarding the level to which I retained my sanity. Or at least it makes me feel a bit better about the last couple weeks.
In about five minutes I have to leave for my first day of workshops for the 2006-2007 school year. I have to say, I have only dread in my soul. None of those first-week-of-school butterflies, although maybe they'll come when it's actually the first day of class. But last Wednesday when I went in to work for what I thought would be a meeting (so poorly planned and communicated that it didn't turn out to be that at all) I left with such a bad taste in my mouth due to some of my co-workers that I hardly even want to return. Apparently I was the only PCS who didn't threaten to quit that day, largely because I'm the only PCS who seems to understand that having half of our building demolished this year will mean we have to put up with some crappy circumstances. Go figure.
I might expound upon those difficulties later, but it's time to face the day. It looks appropriately gloomy out there.