Has been so crazy lately... I haven't had time to for anything except "subsistence living"... At work, people in my department have been taking time off even though summer is our busiest time (not that I blame them for having things to do, but it does get frustrating at times)... I am technically the only one not done with summer reading, so I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off -- and being understaffed has made it worse... At home, my house is getting torn apart and put back together, so it looks like it's been raining nails in my yard... On weekends, we are running from one commitment to the next or trying to catch up on housework... Thank goodness we got the new high efficiency washer and dryer set, or I would never be able to catch up on all of our laundry... It's so bad, in fact, that I spent my morning off cleaning my house and putting laundry away, but I still didn't have enough time to catch up on everything... I didn't have to work until 1pm, and I didn't take a break except to shower and get dressed, but it still wasn't enough... I'm starting to think that if it wasn't for my OCD, I would start living like the people on Clean House because it would be simpler... Not in the long run, mind you, but right now it would be kind of nice to have a spare moment to just sit and read when it's not bed time and I am not so tired that I can barely make it through a chapter... Quite frankly, I am feeling guilty just for sitting down long enough to type up this blog entry instead of cleaning part of the kitchen or something, but Clark was teasing me today that it had been too long since I posted and he had nothing to read... "Le sigh," he said... So, Clark, I hope this satiates the need for a little while... 'Cuz I sure don't see me getting back on to Vox anytime too soon... Later days...
Not the funny kind-of HAHA, but the I-told-you-so-but-you-had-to-think-differently-dumbass kind-of HAHA.
Every day I am reminded of words that have stuck with me for, like, ever. One example is something my dad always told me, righty tighty, lefty loosey, and I always say that in my head as I turn the faucet on & off in the backyard. Another example is from my grandmother, nothing is ever just one color, and I always think that when I'm coloring/doodling. Today, I'm reminded by someone called Life with a HAHA, and I'm reminded that every time I run into the same problem with the same solution.
You wouldn't pay me enough to relive July 2008. In fact, I want to tear out the days off my calendar that were tragic. That's exactly what July 2008 can be described as: tragedy (of course, with a few awesome, perfect days with the best loving friends ever). August has been treating me well. So far, so good. No complaints. August can be described as hopeful. I'm regaining my hope day by day--my chin raising further up.
I ran into two awesome friends whom I haven't talked to or hung out with in forever as I was purchasing cedar wood for Senor BunBun's liter box. I was greeted by these two tall and wonderful friends excitedly. I was even more excited when they told me they are getting married next year! W00t. I'm so happy for them. But, for the cherry on top, I was told that she couldn't pass the Praxis, like me, and we're so ready to graduate! Well, this is the actual cherry: she informed me of a different route. A route without trying to pass the Praxis, which had me hurrying home to tell my mom. On Monday: I call for an advising appointment. Let's see how this works. Maybe I can take classes this fall, and maybe I can graduate this fall. But, nothing's in stone. And I don't like assuming because I hate getting my hopes up (something I'm way too familiar with always).
It's hard to stay optimistic when there's so much weight on disappointment and regret. Regardless of the little things, it's best not to forget the big goal. It's best not to forget that there are other options.
Here's to hope that soon my Hope Month will end, and part of everything will turn out okay.
Little by little, day by day.
Things will get better if you believe, and to believe you must make things happen.
*Deep Breath*
But sometimes, you're Lucky.
So!
I made a PlurkFlickr Manga Family Photo, and I would like to make a Vox Manga Family Photo too! If you want to join in, create your manga avatar here, and upload it either on flickr or photobucket. Send me the correct URL and I will add you to the Family Photo! And, there's a deadline... send it in by August 19th, and I'll upload it on August 20th. I'm going out of town on the 21st. I hope you send those in! Yay!
I've been doing well. I turned in my work uniform which felt like I was breaking up with a boyfriend of three years. I have a new job lined up, which is a sure thing--I just have to finish the application. Even though things right now aren't as I planned a year ago, there's no need to breakdown. I'm done with the breakdowns (but they're inevitable, i know), and right now I'm... doing well. Comme ci, comme ca.
There has been a huge wave of new manga avatars around, so I thought I'd favorite them and make a mosaic of all of them! Create your own here!
Anyway, nothing really to update. I've been eating healthy the past few days, and I went to the gym today. I'm getting serious with the losing weight thing. Haha. We'll see how long this lasts. Maybe until the dot days.
<3
Project Runway tonight^^
New The Hills Monday night^^
I'm almost finished with the Twilight Saga... more than half of Breaking Dawn finished!
So, I just asked the bookkeeper if she had the check for my author who is coming to visit tomorrow night -- and she had no idea what I was talking about... Forget the fact that I filled out the voucher "so early" (in her words)... She knows nothing about it, and we do not have a check... Then, she had the audacity to ask me what the author would "do" if we didn't have the check tomorrow night... Ummmm... I don't wanna have to find out... How about we take this to warp speed priority and actually get it accomplished by tomorrow night?!? How fing hard is it to print a check and get two board members to sign it in 27 hours? Apparently, next to impossible... I think my head is about to explode... Later days...
I hate it when my son gets suddenly hysterical and I cannot think of a reason why... Last night, Clark and I were talking in the dining room while Boogie was eating a frozen lemonade... He suddenly fell to the floor and started crying -- screaming that he needed a drink "right now!" I was like, WTF is going on? What can I do? Will a drink really help? I mean, I was thinking that he must have gotten lemon juice in his eye or something... And then it hit me -- the kid had brain freeze... That must be a pretty freaky experience for a three year old, I must admit, but it was rather scary for us as well... At least we will have a clue if something like this happens again, though I hope it won't be for quite some time... BTW... Am I a bad parent because I laughed pretty hard once I realized what was actually wrong?!? Later days...