my so-called life
Nov. 3rd, 2002 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickToday is Boomtime, day 15 in the season of The Aftermath, 3268.
I had plans to be productive this weekend, I really did. Instead, I've been fighting off a sore throat that's been looming on the horizon for a week or so and finally decided to settle in. Next weekend will be stressful enough on some levels, I don't need to add to that being sick, having my face broken out as badly as it's ever been (I thought that was the reward for surviving teenagerhood, the promise of your face finally clearing up? Hello? I'm 31, when does it ever stop?), and if I'm really lucky, debilitating cramps. I say it will be stressful because I don't tend to do well in large group situations where I know almost no one, I'm really painfully shy most of the time. At least I will know a few people there, and they'll keep me from sitting in a corner being shy and overly quiet (unless, of course, they happen to be doing the same thing...we'll all be shy and antisocial together! ;) )
So what have I managed to do this weekend? I've scrubbed the bathtub to a point where I am happy taking a bath in it, replaced the old shower curtain with something less disgusting, broke out the flannel sheets with polar bears on and put them on the bed, and started a load or two of laundry. I've also cleaned the kitchen so that I can stand being in it again (and then messed it up again by making waffles this morning with my somewhat leaky waffle iron) and sorted out some of the bills. Hm. Looking at that, I don't feel like as big a sloth as I had, although it still irks me that there's so much more I wanted to get done. Um, Cathy? you're getting sick...it's okay to take it easy this weekend, really. If the living room doesn't get straightened up and dusted today, the world will not end. So, I'll do a bit more housework, keep up with the vast quantities of vitamin C, then go see "Spirited Away" this evening before it utterly disappears from the theaters. So long as I bundle up and drink lots, I should be okay I think.
I had plans to be productive this weekend, I really did. Instead, I've been fighting off a sore throat that's been looming on the horizon for a week or so and finally decided to settle in. Next weekend will be stressful enough on some levels, I don't need to add to that being sick, having my face broken out as badly as it's ever been (I thought that was the reward for surviving teenagerhood, the promise of your face finally clearing up? Hello? I'm 31, when does it ever stop?), and if I'm really lucky, debilitating cramps. I say it will be stressful because I don't tend to do well in large group situations where I know almost no one, I'm really painfully shy most of the time. At least I will know a few people there, and they'll keep me from sitting in a corner being shy and overly quiet (unless, of course, they happen to be doing the same thing...we'll all be shy and antisocial together! ;) )
So what have I managed to do this weekend? I've scrubbed the bathtub to a point where I am happy taking a bath in it, replaced the old shower curtain with something less disgusting, broke out the flannel sheets with polar bears on and put them on the bed, and started a load or two of laundry. I've also cleaned the kitchen so that I can stand being in it again (and then messed it up again by making waffles this morning with my somewhat leaky waffle iron) and sorted out some of the bills. Hm. Looking at that, I don't feel like as big a sloth as I had, although it still irks me that there's so much more I wanted to get done. Um, Cathy? you're getting sick...it's okay to take it easy this weekend, really. If the living room doesn't get straightened up and dusted today, the world will not end. So, I'll do a bit more housework, keep up with the vast quantities of vitamin C, then go see "Spirited Away" this evening before it utterly disappears from the theaters. So long as I bundle up and drink lots, I should be okay I think.
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Date: 2002-11-03 01:48 pm (UTC)Don't shoot the messenger here. I'm 37 and can unfortunately and confidently say I'm still with you there.
*HUGS* and hope that you get to feeling better! Sounds like you were actually quite productive after all.
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Date: 2002-11-03 10:01 pm (UTC)*hug* Thanks. =) I didn't get done the thing that was bothering me the most (cleaning the living room), but instead I saw "Spirited Away" and that was much more enjoyable than dusting.
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Date: 2002-11-04 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-04 11:35 am (UTC)It's twoo, it's twoo!
I have asthma, and I get to do the dusting and vacuuming since I'm the only one bothered by the thick coating of dust all over everything apparently. =)
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Date: 2002-11-03 05:19 pm (UTC)Aiee! I have a sweetie that listens to Mr. Mathers! (gag reflex)
we'll all be shy and antisocial together!
I can think of several ways we could amuse ourselves, thusly... (grin).
And I really liked "Spirited Away", even dubbed -- have fun!
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Date: 2002-11-03 05:24 pm (UTC)You'll survive this shock, I assure you. I'll just take this track off the CD burning list for you then (even though it really is a good song). I'm not a huge fan of his, really, I'd much rather listen to Kid Rock. =) I did however really like this one and "Without Me", which was pretty funny if you listen to it.
I can think of several ways we could amuse ourselves, thusly... (grin).
Most of them I suspect don't involve being either shy or antisocial, however. =