Monthly Archive: November 2006

14
Nov
2006

HOW TO TURN YOUR FROWN UPSIDE DOWN

For some reason, my mood, never the best in the early morning when I stumble blearily and resentfully from bed 10 minutes after smacking the snooze button again, ended up on a rapidly declining downward spiral that escalated as the day wore on. Don’t ask ME how that metaphor works, but it was true. My bad mood went from bad to worse and by the end of the day, as big fat raindrops began smacking the glass of my window while my back was turned, I was pretty sure that I had metamorphosed, sprouted a snout and fangs, a wiry...

13
Nov
2006

SOMETHING YOU CAN’T GIVE WITHOUT TAKING OR TAKE WITHOUT GIVING

I just finished the book that we are reading for book group, which meets in a couple of weeks, and hopefully by then I will not have forgotten the plot, the characters, the things I liked and did not like about the author’s writing style. I am already pretty sure that I will show up at the wrong place since it has changed and even though I KNOW THIS I seem to still have the original address firmly parked in my brainpan where it appears to have taken root. The book, Black Swan Green by David Mitchell, was very good...

12
Nov
2006

LIZARD THE GROUCH

Recently travelertrish had a post where she found a whole bunch of phrases using Google to describe how busy she was. Busier than a one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest was my favorite. Today I was damn grouchy.* I was a total grumpbucket. I was crabby, cranky, cross, bad-tempered and a thorough crosspatch. But what was I grouchier THAN? *Never mind why. I’ll get over it.

11
Nov
2006

MAYBE IT WAS MORE THAN JUST A SMALL PART

I love the feeling of fullness and satisfaction that comes after you’ve finished reading the final sentence of a book that you anticipated for a long time and which turned out to be completely worth the wait, when you slowly close the cover and hold the book in your hands, sitting still for a moment while your brain reluctantly returns to the present, leaving a small part of itself forever among the characters and events you’ve been so deeply involved in and with for the last however many days ago it was you plunged in and knowing that it will...

09
Nov
2006

WISE WORDS

I may be rejoining the living, as things were looking distinctly up, if not perky, today, throat-wise. A few days ago I actually thought I was having a panic attack at the office, mostly brought on by being sick and strangly, what with the not being able to swallow thing, but also because my workload has been towering over me and getting higher and higher like a swaying skyscraper of project-child’s-blocks, teetering creakily this way and that, just stopping short of tipping over with a crash and the wild bonking of blocks on skull by the fact that I am...

08
Nov
2006

UNDER THE WEATHER

I think my body is trying to hibernate. It keeps leaning toward sleep, dragging me down early, and making it hard for me to climb, sodden and groggy, from my bed each morning. It’s no help that it’s so dark out when I rise and so dark out when I come home. Each day, the longing for light gets a little harder to live with. This morning I was handed a prescription for antibiotics, a course of twice a day for 10 days to help beat the sore throat back with a big medicinal stick. It still hurts to swallow...

06
Nov
2006

GRUMPY McGRUMPERSON RIDES AGAIN!

Reasons the Universe is UNFAIR: Someone my age should not have a) ear infections, b) acne I have a painful sore throat for the THIRD time in 4 weeks. What gives?? Anders is going to be gone Thursday this week and ALL of next week. sigh I took Advil when I got home, after eating chicken soup for dinner in a futile attempt to soothe my throat, and laid down on the couch to try and rest a bit. I woke myself up snoring. TWICE. Now that it’s reasonably late, late enough to retire, I doubt seriously whether I will...

05
Nov
2006

BLEARING MY EYES WITH BOOKS

I could not possibly be (or have been) any less motivated to do anything today but read. Not even writing holds much allure, although I’ve been thinking about writing all weekend, and couldn’t. Friday I couldn’t because I was gone all evening having dinner with girlfriends, and Saturday I couldn’t because LJ was down. Well, I suppose I COULD have written, but I wasn’t really in the mood, so I read instead. I read all day yesterday and all day today. I finished a 1443-page book a couple of hours ago and have just started another one. I wonder if...

02
Nov
2006

WEATHERBEATEN

This work week is wringing me out like a washcloth, twisting just tight enough to make my shoulders cram up against the small bones where spine meets skull. It’s been a week of breathless galloping through projects, and then galloping back and forth over my tracks, reined in by the wishes of others. Still, I’m satisfied. I’m getting things done, although I’ve had to say no twice to people, something I hate having to do. No, I’m sorry, I can’t take your project although I know there isn’t anyone else that you can ask, there isn’t anyone else who can...

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