As usual, there's nothing new that happened today. I had a meeting first thing in the morning, so as you can imagine, my whole day was thrown off. So now I'm playing catch-up between today and not being at work yesterday. And I have off Friday and this coming Monday, so I'm going to be really behind come next week. Such is life, I guess. I hope the weather at least clears up because two of my girlfriends are coming in on Friday morning and it would be nice to have a girl's weekend with nice weather that we can spend
Read MoreJust like that, another weekend gone! It's amazing how every Sunday night Steve and I find ourselves saying that. I don't know if that's indicative of whether we are doing something good or just wasting away. We actually were really, really productive though so I definitely don't feel like we wasted it. After yesterday's cleaning and shopping marathon, I woke up with no REAL sense of purpose today. So I spent the first two hours watching trash TV (Rock of Love Bus is so boring now that the uber-skanks are gone!) then I decided that I might as well accomplish something. I
Read MoreI made pigs in a blanket for dinner. That was the most interesting thing that happened today. I'm still readjusting a bit to the news from yesterday. Again, it's nothing major or life changing or awful, it's just some readjustments that need to be made to perspectives and routines. Thanks to an awesome bubble bath last night I actually got a decent sleep and had an okay day at work. I'll super busy. I've got major cleaning to do in the house as we have visitors coming in next weekend and I can't have this place look like a shithole. Plus, our
Read MoreI didn't set out to post every day this month, it's just kind of happened like that so far. And it's actually a bit easier to keep up with me because I'm not forcing myself to do it. If I don't, so what, there's another month. But it's nice to at least be writing again on a somewhat regular basis. Even if my life is a bit mundane and boring. How do people find stuff to write about everyday? Because what I did today is basically what I told you I was going to do yesterday. I slept until about
Read MoreNote: For those of you reading through a feed reader, I have a new design that nice and fresh and clean with updated content. And I did a massive update to my Delicious links, which comes through the feedreader as well, so yea, sorry about that! I also preemptively thank you for reading this because it’s a long post! *grins*
Today has been one of those crappy, cold and rainy days here in the Lowcountry. In Yankee times, I would have hoped for snow and truthfully, with as cold and bitter as it has been the past few days, I wouldn’t have been surprised. No lie, we were downtown last night and there was a fountain in the garden of a hotel that was FROZEN! It was a sight to see. Regardless, this is South Carolina and snow is pretty much non-existent so we just have to be accepting of gray skies, crisp air and puddles and puddles of rain.
But dreary, rainy days give me the perfect excuse to do absolutely nothing but surf the Internet, watch TV 
and wear my pajamas all day. Steve hates this! He tries to act like he is all good with having a relaxing weekend where we have no obligations, no errands and spend nothing but after a few hours of doing nothing, he is as antsy as a five year old. Whereas I, on the other hand, relish days where I can veg out and do nothing and not feel guilty about what needs to be done and hasn’t or what rooms I could be cleaning. Sometimes I feel bad about him being bored – like maybe we should use the free time to go out as a couple and enjoy something and just get to know each other again. Or something like that. Other times, when he whines that he’s bored, I want to whack him in the face with his XBox controller, just to get the point across that he’s a grown man with hundreds, maybe thousands, of dollars of fancy toys and tools and he STILL can’t find something to entertain himself.
Meanwhile, I never have enough time to fit in all the things that entertain me.
