Jen, have you gotten any fun mail?
I have not; I did, however, get a phone call from my old landlord saying that someone had sent me a package and that I should call her and come pick it up.
My powers of deductive reasoning are telling me that the package is from you. Now I'm all excited!
And, once again, Susan is me. That entire post about the fear of death, the tiny-child battles against sleep, the doubts and fears and weird certainties and proofs that would convince no one else but convince and nourish her -- I'm sitting here being all Bill Murray in Groundhog Day, nodding and saying, "Me... me... me... It's eerie!"
Wow, thanks! I'm always glad not to be the only one.
Things I've accomplished so far today:
-Got up
-Showered
-Emailed a client (not to be confused with The Client, the one I wanted to kill yesterday)
-Taken care of baby as needed
-Figured out where DH and I are going for dinner tonight
Things I need to accomplish in next three hours:
-Clean house to minimally acceptable standard for babysitter
Things I need to do by the end of the day tomorrow:
-Put together rough draft of grant application for The Client. Point out lack of information he was supposed to send me four days ago.
-Try to get 4 more pages or so done on The Novel.
-Laundry
-Groceries
My powers of deductive reasoning are telling me that the package is from you. Now I'm all excited!
Oh, shit! I'm sorry that it went to the wrong address. Well...hopefully you'll have it soon.
Things I have done today...
- Posted on b.org
- Showered
- Whined about my cold
- Ate soup
- Whined again about my cold
- Napped while watching a Red Sox DVD
- Whined more about my cold
- Had hot cocoa and an English Muffin w/Peanut Butter
- Whined yet again about my cold
- Only stacked cats, one time
Thanks for looking anyway, Em. the mere thought of it makes me chuckle.
So far I have:
-- gotten cigarettes
-- cleaned the bathroom
-- watched TV
Showering is on the agenda.
EDIT: After I shower, I think I'll take in the 7:10 show of Constantine. I haven't read the comics, so I have no deviation from the source angst. And all my girlfriends are in Chicago; I regretfully bowed out of the bacholerette party there, trying to be all fiscally responsible: I think spending $8 on a movie is a financially sound decision.
I found out who my killer is.
Wow. It's like that Sci-Fi channel Michael Keaton movie!
Emily has tagged one of my favorite lines from that episode.
Bwah! Guess I have to stop popping my gum, huh?
"I told him if he popped that gum, one more time..." And he did.