I wish I were here vs. at work right now.
I'm about to begin my hell week as soon as I publish this post. Ugh.
I want to welcome HM-UK to our Paris plans! Glad you're able to be there too!
I have found myself lately being conscious of people who eat alone at restaurants. I feel compassion for them and I don't know why. There's just something about someone stopping to sit and eat in order to sustain life. Watching a stranger chewing his food fills me with such compassion and I don't know why. Anyone else feel this?
We finally got a cold front that moved in to relieve us of the hot weather. Sweet bliss! This is my kind of cool.
My computer at work keeps giving me warning messages about the hard drive needing to be backed up and the help desk called. I ordered a new computer yesterday. Transferring all my data and stuff is gonna be a pain in the ass. But hopefully I can do it when I say I'm good and ready, and not because my hard drive crashed on me. The idea of my computer crashing gives me hives ~ it's a bookkeeper's nightmare.
For some reason I haven't created art in a year (except that one ceramic plate I painted and posted here). I can feel the creative artist in me getting pissed at this, and need to get my paper and drawing board out again. Perhaps the creative writer inside is trying to dominate things??
No, I do not have multiple personality disorder. Do too! Do not! Then who am I? Shut UP ~ I'M the one in charge here! Go away!
I really want to tell my host sister from Austria that I'll be close to her in Paris in November...but that would mean inviting her and admitting that I've left the LDS church, because those of us going are exmos. And I know that if she knows I'm in Europe and haven't made plans to see her, she'll be hurt. Or if I tell her I've gone after the fact, she'll be hurt. All this after I already hurt her terribly. That story is for another post or three.
I need to start walking more to prepare for the walking in Paris. I'm pretty out of shape, and don't want to be the one in the group who's constantly gulping for air and complaining that I think I just died.
The plants in my office are horrendous. I don't have a green thumb, obviously. I refuse to post pictures and risk losing your respect and esteem. Part of it is the cleaning people's fault. They spray chemicals on the desk which leave my leaves spotted and awful. Mostly it's me and my inability to remember when it's time to water.
Leaving our dachsund alone while we go to work and school is very difficult. Oh, those sad eyes from this morning are haunting me! He needs a friend. Honey?
I love that I could wear jeans and flip flops to work today. Makes me happy.
I've put off that pile next to me long enough. If you don't hear from me by next Tuesday, you'll know I didn't make it and the pile won.