Sunday, Oct. 01, 2006
Thar She Almost Blows
Yeesh - long, long day today. It was supposed to be my day off, but as is all too common, work intruded.
It was sort of a necessary evil, though. We're already a couple of days past deadline on a special project and I got ZERO cooperation from the local Chamber of Commerce on this, so I got to put something together myself. (In terms of photos/graphics, not fabricating a news story!)
Other than that, today was laundry day and - thank GOD for Rosie, who cooked dinner - I didn't have time to get anything else done.
However, I do now, finally, have some painting supplies. I don't know how much time I'll have to work on it but between the India ink and the watercolors and such, maybe I can whip out something salvageable in the next few weeks. If so, I'll scan and upload so y'all can see.
Diaryland keeps sending me these not-so-subtle duns, asking me to re-up my membership. I probably will but it probably will NOT be until a couple of days after the paid membership expires. I'm glad for the things we got taken care of with this paycheck but baby, Diaryland ain't in the budget right now. Getting MC's divorce through and getting us married is a priority. It took us this long to get it started but now that we're on a roll, ain't no stopping us.
I sure hope not, anyway.
For the record, this was the only way we were going to be married early next year, which is long enough. We'll have been together a year as of December 30. By the way, MC is vastly better at remembering dates and such than I am. I literally forget my own birthday most of the time, never mind anybody else's! He's also the more romantic of the two of us.
Yeah, he still does enough "guy" things to annoy me now and then, and I guarantee you that one of these days I'm going to go ballistic over the issue of my shoes - probably in part because when it comes to that, he reminds me of my dad.
I have an admittedly bad habit of kicking off my shoes when I get home, and they tend to stay wherever they land. MC can't stand it, and just comes to me and says the word, "Shoes." However, today I had my shoes at the foot of the bed, rather than in the middle of the floor. We're talking between the bed and a chair, mind you. I was doing laundry so was in and out, and I still fail to see how the shoes sitting where they were was really a major issue.
He knew I was not a happy camper today. I didn't yell but it was a near thing.
However, as I reminded him - I raised four children. I got mad at each of them, yelled at them occasionally, and I still love them. So if I lose my temper it does NOT mean I have stopped loving him. It does mean it's probably wise to give me a wide berth for a while.
I have been posting shorter-than-average entries lately and I know it. Not lazy, just too many things to do and too little available time online. This one's gonna be short, too. I'm still working on something else while attempting to type into this box, and it's not making for the best entry here, hehe.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )