it feels like all my favorite people are moving from LA, and while I totally support it and see the moves as positive for THEM, there's no doubt that each move makes me sadder as I see my wee circle of friends shrinking
It's okay. I'm not going anywhere.
Fuck, I should have called home. Since I'm working from home more I'm calling home less, because of the pattern I'd gotten into of calling home either on the way into work, or the way back.
But I spent all afternoon trying to sleep off this headache (verdict: fuck you for trying) instead. And it got late. And I'm clearly not sleeping tonight.
I think I had some leftovers at some point.
Today has been awesomely exhausting. I walked a 5K, then took twins to a birthday party, then a baseball game, then swam my mile.
Intersperse with cooking and you have a very exhausted me.
I was up since 5am, work till ten, home and backpack blowing the patio, the "parking lot", and the entire driveway. Then bookstore, got a new spare tire, then Target for new patio chairs to replace the ones that were smashed last October. Delirious nap at 5 where I dreamed about cleaning my apartment while my mom was unpacking the car and I was furiously trying to hide the unwashed dishes in the closet without her seeing. Woke up at 7 still extremely exhausted. Now reading Slaughterhouse Five, which I am enjoying far more than Cat's Cradle (which was a whole load of depressing and "why?".
great pedicure, disappointing fullest manicure...and I left my two bottles of OPI at the salon. Should I go by tomorrow and try to convince them that 2 bottles out of the wall of polishes are mine, or just consider them a lost cause?
Thunderstorm. Flash flood warning til 2am. Makes me nervous. Will probably lose power. Posting from phone. Wish my sister had stayed the night. Also, my heat pump is officially broken, so no AC. Kinda hot with windows closed.
I would try getting them back, msbelle. Is it hugely out of your way or likely to be a fraught conversation you don't have the emotional energy for? Otherwise, I'd give it a shot. You like the stuff, right? It's yours.
I would say give it a shot, msbelle.
And, Juliebird, vibes to your friend and his wife and to their boy.
And many many vibes to both ita ! and Zenkitty, both of whom sound like their Saturday nights are on their way to evil.
And, ugh. So weary. Started the morning by stupidly taking Matilda five blocks uphill in the rain to a birthday party that it turns out is tomorrow, then frantically housecleaned and swept and folded and tidied and also hosted an indoor tea party for Matilda and her stuffed dog Snowy (soundtrack by Lyle Lovett, courtesy of Teppy), lunched her, dinnered her, cleaned the kitchen, edited not enough pages of a novel that I should've gotten back to the author last week, and am now so bone-deep tired. And, actual birthday party tomorrow! If I'm not too ashamed to show up.
I bought new tires and then drove to Memphis and saw the Broadway touring company of La Cage Aux Folles today. Christopher Sieber was amazing! George Hamilton was... well, at his age alive is doing pretty good.
it is not out of the way, if they are open on Sunday it will be easy.
Call'em first. Might lend legitimacy?
So I'd never tried the laser pointer out on Pumpkin. Sadly, lack batteries. But I opened the box of toys, reigniting Loki's awareness of it (it's an index card box) and now he's fitfully trying to get it off the shelf and then open it. Oops?