Friday, September 30, 2005

What's up?

Sheesh! Almost three weeks without posting. I'm torn between feeling guilty and "screw you". It isn't like anyone but me reads this stuff anyway, Right?

Still, a recurring dysfunction between me and any journal I've ever attempted to keep in my life reappears in this electronic context. I burn out on it. I fry. I give up. Or, as YS is wont to say, my "goldfish attention span" kicks in.

Of course, he usually uses that expression when we're walking through the mall, in the midst of a conversation, and we pass a fine jewelry store. Sparkly Things! Ooooooooh! I can't be held responsible for losing my train of thought in the face of hundreds of carats of diamonds and acres of pretty gold and platinum. Mama taught me to appreciate these little bits of glittering joy, and By Golly, for once I'm following through on some of Mama's advice.

Anyway, NYM has proven very persistent. Thus, we are now dating. We talk on the phone 3 to 4 times a day, which seems excessive to me. I've explained I'm not a "phone person", but that does not deter him. So, if I run out of stuff to say, I tell him so, and say a warm goodbye and TTYL. Again, he doesn't seem to mind. Is ANYone really this easygoing? Only time will tell.

Monday, September 12, 2005

A Weekend Back Among the Living

Saturday afternoon, Kat and I went to the Red Hat Society luncheon at the Rock Bottom Brewery. It was a simple affair; just food and talk. Fun, though.

Went home to rest (watched Phantom of the Opera DVD with OS-cranked the sound WAYYYY up) until 8 pm.

Got a call from Kat at 7:30 telling me that New Young Man (NYM) had already shown up in shirt and tie. She got calls from others of our friends to tell us about it. Apparently, it was HIGHLY unusual. Okay, so I ditched what I wore to the luncheon, and put on a black outfit that was more "Saturday Night".

More later.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Back at work...again...

I must be a big baby or something.

At the post op check, the Doc told me most people go back to desk jobs one week after this surgery. Two weeks was all he was willing to give me. Ugh.

So, okay, here I am at work, and it isn't going badly at all. The old abs are still pretty sore, but I'm not having any problem sitting up and doing what I need to do.

Only had 183 e-mails to go through this morning. Not too bad, as some folks see 300-400 when they come back from a two-week vacation. Mama's got some GOOOOD spam filters going!

One more hour to go, and it looks like it'll be fine.

Woosy whiney-baby, signing off.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Ugh.

Drove YS and Beloved to school this morning. Then headed for Wally World to get dryer sheets. Of course, spent $40 on other stuff (DID remember the dryer sheets, but forgot to get honey, and now own FOUR wire whisks). Managed to get home under my own power, but I'm paying for it now. Feels a bit like I've been punched in the gut, or did about 2500 sit ups yesterday. Very sore abs.

Post Op check up at surgeon's office tomorrow. I'm going to tell him I'm not ready for work yet. If I can hold off until Monday, I know I'll be in shape to work, not just show up.

It's difficult to write scintillating prose when nothing is happening in my life.

Uh, let's see...I opened a new charge account to transfer an old balance at 0% interest for the next year. Maybe I can get the dang thing paid down this way. I've been paying $90 a month in interest for more than a year. Yikes! No WONDER it's taking so long to pay it off!

Decided not to refi the house again, if I can do without it. I'll never get this interest rate again, and don't want to pay fees and closing costs again. "The hurrier I go, the behinder I get."

Just have to exercise self-restraint and only pay the credit card, not use it. I can do it, I can do it, I CAN do it!