And then I’d invite you to curl up on the couch with me while we have some soothing music in the background to help reduce my current sense of ire. Continue reading
This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, we’d be doing so at the counter height breakfast table. I just finished cleaning up the kitchen from making my oatmeal. Made enough to last me all week, so that’s a plus. No worries about breakfast the rest of the week; just measure out a single serving, add sugar and butter, and nuke it in the microwave for half a minute, and breakfast is done!
It’s all part of my new attempt to actually have a schedule. I know I do better when I have one, and I had planned to have a schedule set up by now, but I’ve been more concerned about Life (capital letter intended) to really sit down and create one.
So. It’s two days until Christmas. I woke up this morning, excited! Yesterday, they told me that the other guy’s insurance was gonna cover the rental car, my email showed me that Sense 8 Season 2 is finally about to start (and there is a Christmas episode uploaded now!!), and Goodreads Guy graced me with an email and a naughty photo…
Haven’t heard from him in quite a while, and didn’t expect to hear from him ever again, to be honest.
And yet, there he was. In my email, saying he was “just thinking about [me].”
As we celebrate the turning of the wheel and the sun coming back, so too am I back… Well, for today anyway.
It’s been a while since I wrote, and I need to vent a little bit. So, I guess I’m being a little selfish on this Solstice, but everyone deserves a moment of selfishness every once in a while. It’s been a particularly strange couple of weeks lately, and all I want right now is a stiff drink and a hot bath and maybe a Midol… or five!
Since last I wrote, the semester has finished, I’ve checked a couple of Tinderfellas off the list, made progress (sort of… maybe?) with the one Tinderfella I already knew, and, oh yeah, got rear-ended by a semi-truck.
If we were talking over coffee, this weekend we’d be sitting on the big comfy leather couch in the living room where I’m staying at the moment, talking over whichever Netflix show you’re bingewatching at the moment. For me, it’s the third season of The Fall.
*This has been edited. It did not feel true or accurate in a few places. It feels better now… I think.
Well, I managed to hurt myself. I think I’ve popped a blood vessel in my eye or somesuch. I can’t get into see my eye doctor until tomorrow, but the headache has mostly dissipated, and I can open the eye, though it doesn’t seem to be self-hydrating properly…
Meanwhile, my heart hurts, too.
It’s possible the two pains may be related. I have done quite a bit of crying lately. Continue reading
If we were talking this weekend over coffee, I’d tell you that I think I may have to aim for Saturdays for our weekly recap. Sundays, I seem to be too busy trying to recoup from the rest of the week, and I’m still not 100% set on my schedule in order to feel confident that I’ll get the post in before it’s too late to be part of the Coffee Share. Continue reading