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Waiting for God
Sep. 16th, 2024 09:35 amAs my grampa said in the uh... early 00s I think, after a TV show of the same name, he and gramma were just going to be waiting for God. ( The usual )
Ran an errand for a friend while I was out to see gramma, and dropped the items off on my way in. Their daughter was very happy with her new toys and very shyly asked me to stay for dinner, but I was very emotionally drained and we've made tentative plans to meet up again. (tentative in like, "we definitely need to do this soon, for REALLY REALS" and I don't want to disappoint a 5 year old so.) It was also the evening of the Regency ball, but I'd let my friend know in the morning that I wasn't going, as I didn't want to pretend like I had my life together for those hours. Around 8, I was washing dishes and thinking about how the dancing was likely to be starting right about then, and paused for a moment, picturing myself there. No, staying home was the right decision. I was in bed at 10pm.
Yesterday I did laundry and mostly just vibed. New cross stich pic on instagram/in the Flickr album (handy permalink in the side bar of my main page). I took a nap and had breakfast for dinner. When I went to bed I thought I'd read for a bit, until I got tired, which on a Sunday night tends to be quite late. Y'all... I do not know who these people are who claim they can fall asleep reading a book, but I am not that person! I was reading until 2 AM. Then I had to play my games as my usual sleepy time routine, and then lay in bed for another 30 or so minutes rolling around trying to get my brain to calm down enough to sleep.
I did sleep, and deeply enough that I don't know when one of the kittens (probably Calcifer) came to lie on me. but I definitely did not sleep long enough by FAR. And then my coworker called in sick, but he didn't notify my boss properly so I opened my usual haunt, only to abandon it to come to the reception where I had a crowd of people, including some VPs, and almost none of them were pre-registered. YARGH. There will be some tough convos but the worst of it won't be on me, I don't think.
Tonight, I planned to go to the pharmacy to get my prescriptions sorted out and then plonk my ass down and sweet fuck all except finish reading the book I stayed up too late reading. Tomorrow is Dancing with the Stars so I must remember to take my knitting with me in the AM as I am going to M and J's house right after work. I am SOOOO excited for it, I cannot wait to watch my queen Ilona Maher dance her little tushie off with the delicious Alan B. I am also excited for kitten-free knitting time lol.
Ran an errand for a friend while I was out to see gramma, and dropped the items off on my way in. Their daughter was very happy with her new toys and very shyly asked me to stay for dinner, but I was very emotionally drained and we've made tentative plans to meet up again. (tentative in like, "we definitely need to do this soon, for REALLY REALS" and I don't want to disappoint a 5 year old so.) It was also the evening of the Regency ball, but I'd let my friend know in the morning that I wasn't going, as I didn't want to pretend like I had my life together for those hours. Around 8, I was washing dishes and thinking about how the dancing was likely to be starting right about then, and paused for a moment, picturing myself there. No, staying home was the right decision. I was in bed at 10pm.
Yesterday I did laundry and mostly just vibed. New cross stich pic on instagram/in the Flickr album (handy permalink in the side bar of my main page). I took a nap and had breakfast for dinner. When I went to bed I thought I'd read for a bit, until I got tired, which on a Sunday night tends to be quite late. Y'all... I do not know who these people are who claim they can fall asleep reading a book, but I am not that person! I was reading until 2 AM. Then I had to play my games as my usual sleepy time routine, and then lay in bed for another 30 or so minutes rolling around trying to get my brain to calm down enough to sleep.
I did sleep, and deeply enough that I don't know when one of the kittens (probably Calcifer) came to lie on me. but I definitely did not sleep long enough by FAR. And then my coworker called in sick, but he didn't notify my boss properly so I opened my usual haunt, only to abandon it to come to the reception where I had a crowd of people, including some VPs, and almost none of them were pre-registered. YARGH. There will be some tough convos but the worst of it won't be on me, I don't think.
Tonight, I planned to go to the pharmacy to get my prescriptions sorted out and then plonk my ass down and sweet fuck all except finish reading the book I stayed up too late reading. Tomorrow is Dancing with the Stars so I must remember to take my knitting with me in the AM as I am going to M and J's house right after work. I am SOOOO excited for it, I cannot wait to watch my queen Ilona Maher dance her little tushie off with the delicious Alan B. I am also excited for kitten-free knitting time lol.
