so yesterday, so yesterday
This week and today have been a blur.
I. I finished A Dance With Dragons (lamenting my next half decade wait to book six, even in the spasmodic afterglow of my being still vastly in love with Mr. Martin) and my third Harry Potter audio book. I'm on the fourth audio book, listening to them while I work during the day, at least when I'm at my desk. I've moved on, Kindle wise, to thrifting through my new anthology collections for pieces by Holly Black, Cassandra Clare, and Catherynne M. Valente.
I think I shall devour all The Spiderwick Chronicles in short order, for they are tiny wee books, and one of Holly Black two series I have not devoured yet. (If anyone can point the way to where to get her Kith & Kin series, in any sort of ebook format, I would be beyond the moon?) And next month I have a read along with Stephanie, at her request.
I need to catch up on my Sara Douglass, too. So many books, so few hours in the day.
II. The last three days of last week were training for a new system at work, while still having to do all my normal work, including the new job I'd picked up which specifically is started on Thursdays and Fridays. Which meant the last three days were vastly over hours, sploshing over into this week. This afternoon, I think, I finally have my ducks all done up.
I'm really enjoying my work, and both my two systems and the three hundred different things I end up doing in a day. And, even, blushing when I suddenly giggle at Jim Dale/J.K. Rowling and suddenly remember I'm in a nearly pin-drop quite lab.
III. The universe has apparently been falling all over itself for my early August trip-in. Every day, right after one or the other of us suggests some possibility, something happens that makes it a windfall. Today was no different and I may be dancing, quietly in my seat about some pretty awesome opportunities that suddenly landed in my lap.
IV. My ten year reunion is next weekend, and Cat (kyllo) and I are going as a couple. As Earl is busy and Mike just transferred out for his school. How did it really get to be ten years? There are some intriguing plans all around this, as well, which I shall talk of in good time. And maybe of the nerves as well.
Maybe even the thoughts about who I become in the last ten years, and the girl I was ten years ago.
V. Tomorrow, or more aptly in thirty minutes, is the very last day of Pink.
There are several thoughts and soul searching things I've been doing in this color, oddly enough, this month. And I think I'm going to need to walk myself back through the Pink question sometime tomorrow afternoon/evening.
I. I finished A Dance With Dragons (lamenting my next half decade wait to book six, even in the spasmodic afterglow of my being still vastly in love with Mr. Martin) and my third Harry Potter audio book. I'm on the fourth audio book, listening to them while I work during the day, at least when I'm at my desk. I've moved on, Kindle wise, to thrifting through my new anthology collections for pieces by Holly Black, Cassandra Clare, and Catherynne M. Valente.
I think I shall devour all The Spiderwick Chronicles in short order, for they are tiny wee books, and one of Holly Black two series I have not devoured yet. (If anyone can point the way to where to get her Kith & Kin series, in any sort of ebook format, I would be beyond the moon?) And next month I have a read along with Stephanie, at her request.
I need to catch up on my Sara Douglass, too. So many books, so few hours in the day.
II. The last three days of last week were training for a new system at work, while still having to do all my normal work, including the new job I'd picked up which specifically is started on Thursdays and Fridays. Which meant the last three days were vastly over hours, sploshing over into this week. This afternoon, I think, I finally have my ducks all done up.
I'm really enjoying my work, and both my two systems and the three hundred different things I end up doing in a day. And, even, blushing when I suddenly giggle at Jim Dale/J.K. Rowling and suddenly remember I'm in a nearly pin-drop quite lab.
III. The universe has apparently been falling all over itself for my early August trip-in. Every day, right after one or the other of us suggests some possibility, something happens that makes it a windfall. Today was no different and I may be dancing, quietly in my seat about some pretty awesome opportunities that suddenly landed in my lap.
IV. My ten year reunion is next weekend, and Cat (kyllo) and I are going as a couple. As Earl is busy and Mike just transferred out for his school. How did it really get to be ten years? There are some intriguing plans all around this, as well, which I shall talk of in good time. And maybe of the nerves as well.
Maybe even the thoughts about who I become in the last ten years, and the girl I was ten years ago.
V. Tomorrow, or more aptly in thirty minutes, is the very last day of Pink.
There are several thoughts and soul searching things I've been doing in this color, oddly enough, this month. And I think I'm going to need to walk myself back through the Pink question sometime tomorrow afternoon/evening.