The Blahtobahn

Everyday Adventures

Ever have one of those days? One of those days when things start out fine but somehow you end up in the never-ending circle, going 120 mph, but instead of having an engine your foot-powered like the Flinstone’s car and trying not to get run over. Then you finally edge towards an exit only to find yourself tired and worn out and not caring about much and just feeling generally Blah? That is the power and effect of the Blahtobahn.

Yesterday was spent trying to get off that blasted circle. I realized I needed to just accept some things and allow myself time to process. But I also knew that if I went home and did absolutely nothing for the night I would feel even more useless today; not really an option. I picked up a dinner usually reserved for ‘breakup eating’: Tyson barbecue wings, potato salad, and ice cream (the latter soy-based because, well, yeah, the real stuff isn’t so much an option these days; believe it or not, you can get used to it, sorta). So I forced myself to work on two projects, throwing a set amount of time to each, then took myself to bed very early with a book, read for maybe 30 minutes, and then slept for about eight hours.

Wow, I feel better. Apparently I need to do that every now and again. It may not be the best thing according to some blow-hard doctors out there, but a certain amount of self-indulgence costs a lot less than hours on a therapists couch and $$ for antidepressants.

Guilty Pleasures

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Oh, come one, we all have them: things we do that don’t particularly fit our usual pattern of entertainment or pastimes. I tend to cycle through them. In high school is was romance novels, useful for when I was sick and needed a break from the classics I usually read. As an adult it’s been certain sitcoms and even a brief stint as a fan of WWF (wrestling… I was a HHH fan lol).

Now, it seems, my guilty pleasure is certain reality tv shows. Let me point out that I totally dispise the competition-based shows like Survivor, Amazing Race, etc. The only competition reality show I will watch is America’s Next Top Model and even then I really dislike the way they highlight the snipeyness and hostility of the girls. I occasionally watch Wife Swap, but even then it’s more like a train wreck I cannot look away from if I accidentally happen upon it (it’s the whole pushing conflict thing; yes, most people do come out of the 2 weeks with some appreciation of the other side but the beginnings are just so horrible with the level of intolerance and ignorance displayed). But no, my true guilty pleasure is now The Girls Next Door.

But wait, I haven’t totally lost my mind. For all that it focuses on the lives of Hugh Hefner and his three live-in girlfriends it’s really lacking in the Playboy-esque flavor that I originally thought it must contain. The girls are not snipey at one another, Hef comes across as a pretty good guy, you get to see all the non-porn activities that go around the place and, honestly, it’s one of the best examples of polyamory and co-living that I can think of. And it’s very pink and pretty and cute and even when there are minor disagreements or whatever they aren’t blown out of proportion the way you would expect with a reality show.

So there. That’s my confession. Yay for E! playing back to back episodes several times during the weekend because I can get my ‘fix’ multiple times without having to wait week to week or until March (?) when season three starts.

Slug-day

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That’s what yesterday was. Sunday was not Sunday, but Slug-Day. I admit it, I thought of leaving the house… but no. I thought about the errands I could run, the laundry, etc. No. I stayed in my pjs all freaking day. And I think I needed it.  Both days this weekend I slept in really late. I went to work for a few  hours Saturday and that was all I could handle, I was in slug-mode as soon as I got home.

There was an event this weekend but, esp. considering my energy levels in hindsight, I feel I made the right decision not to attend. I do sort of regret not making it to a certain birthday dinner on Saturday evening but, again, I had no energy and could not have waited to eat supper that late so, again, it was for the best. I didn’t get much accomplished inside the home, either, but what little progress I made in tidying up the Abyss was good progress nonetheless. Still a LOT of work to do in there (I could probably use a backhoe and have it done quicker lol) but I managed to reclaim a few feet of floorspace and the only things on the work table are now things being sorted into boxes and bins. It’s going to be a multi-step organize (since I cannot reach half of the room right now) but it’s getting there 🙂

Today I get to be made radioactive. Wohoo! The jury is still out on whether I’ll actually glow in the dark but I think there’s a distinct possibility for the emergence of superpowers (hey, I might as have fun with the concept, no?)!

Murine Menace

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(one thing I’ll say for ready furry comics [mind out of gutter now, tyvm] is that the species names seem to stick more; education through procrastination I always say! lol)

Anyway. Over the last week we had a bit of an invasion at the office. Apparently the cold was just too much for a certain long-tailed something or other and it moved in bringing with it all sorts of bad habits. I mean, it’s one thing for a mouse (or, in our case, a rat) to do its mousey/rattie thing, seek warmth and shelter. I get that. But when ya come in and take over the place, chewing through a wall here and a floor there, and not cleaning up after yourself. Well, then, you’ve just made yourself persona-non-‘rat’a in our books and you must go.

Steps were taken, of course, by the more hunter-minded of our employees (I swear, you’d think they were trapping bear the way these guys took to the task). The first night he or she just taunted us, cleaning the trap but not setting it off (and I said it didn’t clean up after itself… silly me!). So the second night some modifications were made and more traps set. Seriously, the glee in their eyes? Kinda scary. The mighty hunters were rewarded, however (and, thankfully, the uninvited guest was not found in *my* office), and though they set traps again, just in case he or she invited friends over or something (another bad house-guest maneuver), I think we managed to ‘send a message’ that night: trash our place? we trash you.

‘Eh, Guido and Vito?

The Bitch is Back!

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well, okay, so I’m not always a bitch, but trust me, it’s always lurking just under the surface 😉

So where did I go? Nowhere, really, I just apparently needed a break from updating the blog while I took care of some of the more pressing issues and took a non-participatory stance as far as the internet was concerned. I’ve still been around, still been deleting the hundreds of comment spam that I seem to get per month, still thinking of things I want to share with those of you who may actually read this. I’ve just been laying low for a bit.

But now I’m back.

Will I ever get around to sharing the New Jersey/New York/Pennsylvannia experience? Probably. Will I tell you about the icky medical stuff that went on in January? Possibly. Will I ever finish the to-do list that precipitated the break but still isn’t quite finished? God I hope so!

Yes, I’m still finishing up the handmade Christmas presents for some of my friends. They know this and are quite unconcerned about it,  but I still want them done. I did get the shawl swap completed in the nick of time and ups’d it off this week to Ohio. I’ve also been working out once a week this month, though I am reminded each week that I am horrendously out of practice and that no, really, I don’t have the energy to do more than a single workout each week. Looks like I won’t be heading back to dance class any time too soon. (minor pout)

Also on the to-do list is a number of web-site improvements. They’ll also get done eventually. I’m trying not to stress out about anything. Ideas seem to be coming at me willy-nilly for all of my creative pursuits and, eventually, they will be dealt with. Until then, however, I do my best to jot them down in my red notebook so that I won’t forget any of them before they get their moment in the sun.

In case you were wondering, things are still progressing between me and Mr SoCal. In fact, today marks T-13 days til I fly out to San Diego for a visit. The nerves haven’t quite started, but I expect them to soon. There’s no real expectations for this trip (other than the Zoo, I must go to the Zooooooo), it’s just a chance for us to meet and spend time together and see what’s what. That’s all. Honest. Really. Anything else is just gravy 🙂

So, okay, I think that does it for today. I should be back tomorrow with something interesting to say.