Dawn's Digression.
Wednesday, December 24, 2003
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas. Or whatever it is you celebrate. :)
I was supposed to take today off, but I found out the boss lady is letting us go at noon. Why waste a day of vacation when I can get off a half day for free? We're not leaving for OK until around 2, so this works just fine.
I didn't do much shopping this year. I went to Wal-Mart twice and the mall twice. Both visits to the mall were for me. Not having to find Michele presents was really a nice break this year. No pressure. Of course it will suck because there will also be no gift-giving, but we're going to be in OK, anyway. I think we even get to come back on Friday instead of Saturday which will be just lovely. My parents are coming over on Saturday to exchange what few gifts we bought one another. I am not at all satisfied with my parent's gifts, but I know I got things they wanted, and that is what matters. I've completely given up on Alex. He is getting a check, the same as usual. There is just nothing he wants and nothing he can have in his dorm. I'm not even sure the kid has received the 'privilege' of having a radio or TV in there, yet.
The house is a pit, and I'm embarrassed that the folks will be coming over before I have time to do anything with it. I cannot get that furniture I got from my great-grandmother's house to fit in our house, and I am more than sorry I took it. Somehow we don't have room for all our furniture. This is crazy because our furniture fit in that sorry duplex we lived in. Of course, we also had some things in storage. I just really don't have room for all the stuff. Mom said that perhaps we'll find a way to get it all to fit. Oh, sure, we can get it to fit, but the chi is awful. Awful, I tell you. I'm going to have to face my bed so that the feet point out the window. Isn't that nice? NO. It makes me crazy. Like I need any help in that department!
Speaking of, I've finally given in to the therapist, and I'm going to call a psychiatrist. I've had a pretty rough couple of weeks. (Gosh, I seem to always say that!) I'm sick of it. I'm just fed up at this point. I don't want to have rough weeks this often. It is ridiculous. I'm even pretty tired of talking about it, which may have something to do with the fact that I haven't been blogging.
We're dog-sitting. We're keeping Carol's dog. Carol is Michele's friend from college who took care of our cats at the last minute when we had absolutely no one else who could do it. I do not know why Michele committed to keeping her dog back in September since she knew even then that we were going to OK, but I suppose she had to since Carol helped us out so much. So now, we are taking both dogs to OK with us. Two of us and two dogs in a hotel room. Sound fun to you? Doesn't to me. But that's alright. It's just two nights. I'm taking lots of wine. And Xanax. ;) One of the bad things about asking others for a favor is that when you need to repay, it always seems to be at the worse possible time. Like that time Michele had to dogsit Shelley's dog last spring when (for some reason I can't seem to recall now) I needed Michele home. I cannot remember if it was due to tooth pain or Granny. I'm not going back to check. Hmm. Curious. A~, I absolutely abhor asking people for favors. So, if I ever ask you for a favor, know I don't do so flippantly. Whatever I'm asking for, I must really need. So you HAVE to do whatever it is. :)
Middlesex finally got good on about side 21 of 28. Most of the rest of it could have been skipped. Now I'm on side 25, and I'm really into it. Of course, it is all but over now. Figures. I can't wait to take it to Half Price Books and get some cash back. I want to see how much I get for that $50 audio book. I'm so glad I only paid $5 for that.
I am very much looking forward to this long weekend. I'm not sure how relaxing it will be thanks to inlaws, but I welcome the respite from this desk anyway. I'm down to my last couple of weeks here, and I'm getting short-timers. I don't want to answer questions. I don't want to do the work. I also spend a lot of my time dreading the move. *sigh* I'm trying to cross the bridge when I get to it, but the dread lurks in the back of my mind all the time. It will be great when it finally happens and I can quit dreading it. Ya know?
Have a very Merry Christmas, ya'll. Be safe and happy.
~D
The reviews for Ellen's new book are not good. People say it is the same material that was in her last HBO special, which I really didn't find all that amusing. I was terribly disappointed.
I was supposed to take today off, but I found out the boss lady is letting us go at noon. Why waste a day of vacation when I can get off a half day for free? We're not leaving for OK until around 2, so this works just fine.
I didn't do much shopping this year. I went to Wal-Mart twice and the mall twice. Both visits to the mall were for me. Not having to find Michele presents was really a nice break this year. No pressure. Of course it will suck because there will also be no gift-giving, but we're going to be in OK, anyway. I think we even get to come back on Friday instead of Saturday which will be just lovely. My parents are coming over on Saturday to exchange what few gifts we bought one another. I am not at all satisfied with my parent's gifts, but I know I got things they wanted, and that is what matters. I've completely given up on Alex. He is getting a check, the same as usual. There is just nothing he wants and nothing he can have in his dorm. I'm not even sure the kid has received the 'privilege' of having a radio or TV in there, yet.
The house is a pit, and I'm embarrassed that the folks will be coming over before I have time to do anything with it. I cannot get that furniture I got from my great-grandmother's house to fit in our house, and I am more than sorry I took it. Somehow we don't have room for all our furniture. This is crazy because our furniture fit in that sorry duplex we lived in. Of course, we also had some things in storage. I just really don't have room for all the stuff. Mom said that perhaps we'll find a way to get it all to fit. Oh, sure, we can get it to fit, but the chi is awful. Awful, I tell you. I'm going to have to face my bed so that the feet point out the window. Isn't that nice? NO. It makes me crazy. Like I need any help in that department!
Speaking of, I've finally given in to the therapist, and I'm going to call a psychiatrist. I've had a pretty rough couple of weeks. (Gosh, I seem to always say that!) I'm sick of it. I'm just fed up at this point. I don't want to have rough weeks this often. It is ridiculous. I'm even pretty tired of talking about it, which may have something to do with the fact that I haven't been blogging.
We're dog-sitting. We're keeping Carol's dog. Carol is Michele's friend from college who took care of our cats at the last minute when we had absolutely no one else who could do it. I do not know why Michele committed to keeping her dog back in September since she knew even then that we were going to OK, but I suppose she had to since Carol helped us out so much. So now, we are taking both dogs to OK with us. Two of us and two dogs in a hotel room. Sound fun to you? Doesn't to me. But that's alright. It's just two nights. I'm taking lots of wine. And Xanax. ;) One of the bad things about asking others for a favor is that when you need to repay, it always seems to be at the worse possible time. Like that time Michele had to dogsit Shelley's dog last spring when (for some reason I can't seem to recall now) I needed Michele home. I cannot remember if it was due to tooth pain or Granny. I'm not going back to check. Hmm. Curious. A~, I absolutely abhor asking people for favors. So, if I ever ask you for a favor, know I don't do so flippantly. Whatever I'm asking for, I must really need. So you HAVE to do whatever it is. :)
Middlesex finally got good on about side 21 of 28. Most of the rest of it could have been skipped. Now I'm on side 25, and I'm really into it. Of course, it is all but over now. Figures. I can't wait to take it to Half Price Books and get some cash back. I want to see how much I get for that $50 audio book. I'm so glad I only paid $5 for that.
I am very much looking forward to this long weekend. I'm not sure how relaxing it will be thanks to inlaws, but I welcome the respite from this desk anyway. I'm down to my last couple of weeks here, and I'm getting short-timers. I don't want to answer questions. I don't want to do the work. I also spend a lot of my time dreading the move. *sigh* I'm trying to cross the bridge when I get to it, but the dread lurks in the back of my mind all the time. It will be great when it finally happens and I can quit dreading it. Ya know?
Have a very Merry Christmas, ya'll. Be safe and happy.
~D
The reviews for Ellen's new book are not good. People say it is the same material that was in her last HBO special, which I really didn't find all that amusing. I was terribly disappointed.
Dawn, 10:49 AM
