The office is telling me to leave. I swear. Aside from having low motivation to work, here is what is conspiring to send me home:
- The wind is howling something fierce, and is rather distracting.
- The sun is glaring in the window, so I have to close the vertical blinds
- The sun is heating up the room, so I have to open the door for fresh air (no A/C)
- The slightly opened door blows the vertical blinds, such that they make annoying noise, and temporarily blind me with sunlight as the blinds temporarily ceases to keep the sun out
See? All good reasons to leave, right??
If only. I'm only staying another hour or so anyhow.
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Smonster, glad the car will be repaired, and that it's relatively cheap, as far as car repairs go! And glad you had emergency funds to cover it.
Dear steampunk, the neo-Victorian goths did not relinquish custody of top hats to you.
Pretty much every event I've been to where there have been steampunk-themed (or maybe I should say "steampunk"-themed, for lo, I still believe that scare quotes can be used properly in this day and age) folks, it has all boiled down to top hats, goggles, and gears glued everywhere.
Pretty much every event I've been to where there have been steampunk-themed (or maybe I should say "steampunk"-themed, for lo, I still believe that scare quotes can be used properly in this day and age) folks, it has all boiled down to top hats, goggles, and gears glued everywhere.
One of the really fun bits from Steamcon this year was when I emceed the "Tea at the Sanitarium" event, because I was instructed to be mean. I was the mean, evil warden/headmistress at the asylum, and I needed to play that up. Which meant that I got to mingle with the attendees and say things like,
"Goggles. On your hat. Do you know what goggles are FOR?"
and
"Do those gears on your sleeve do anything, or are they more like sequins? Overstated and useless?"
There are things about steampunk that I really like. But it also pushes all of my elitest ElderGoth buttons and can send me off into a Poseurs This Is Not A Costume And You Are Not An Airship Pirate rant at the clatter of a teacup.
I'm glad that shopping with your Dad was good, Jilli. Shopping with my kids has been one of the few nice bits about the holiday season this year. For some reason I'm just not really feeling it yet, it just feels like work. Which reminds me, I need to go finish cleaning Isaac's room.
For some reason I'm just not really feeling it yet, it just feels like work.
Yeah, I'm not quite to holiday spirit yet. Maybe I'll go mix up a batch of gingerbread dough so I can bake ginger bats tomorrow.
Oh right, baking! That helps. And my BiL and his GF are coming over either tonight or tomorrow for a gift exchange. That'll be fun.
where did you end up taking your car, smonster? Glad the estimate is reasonable.
I just realized this afternoon that I hadn't rented a car for my trip to New England next week. That's so unlike me! Found a decent Hotwire rate though, thank god.
Sounds fun, Jilli. And I'm glad your dad has found someone to spend time with.
I, too, am having a hard time getting into the holiday spirit. I'm invited to a Cookies and Cocktails party tonight, and it's going to be hard to change clothes and drag my ass back out of the house. I only know the people throwing the party, pretty much.
Money stuff is mostly what's got me down. I'm going to whitefont the rest because I feel self-conscious and want to give people the option to scroll by without even skimming.
It's frustrating that despite all the stuff I do and all the help I have, I still have no leeway whatsoever. I hate feeling this pinched, I hate feeling like I can't be generous or even participate unless someone treats me, and I struggle to budget when I'm already in the hole. How do I set aside money to have a drink or dinner with friends while home when I don't have any?
And I hate feeling like these are all money management lessons I "should" have learned a decade or so ago.
Sorry, the stress has been building up again, and I needed to vent.
Ugh smonster, it's an ugly feeling, and it's not your fault.
