I Want Lazy

Lately I've been in the mood to just chill out and hang at home, but it's just not happening. This past weekend at the wine blending party was a very good time, but I came home and was beyond exhausted. Between drinking, sleeping in a different bed, and sharing that different bed, I did not sleep well. When I got home yesterday, I took a shower, then put on my pjs - it was 1:30. Tonight was dinner with Ex-Cubicle Neighbor. Tomorrow's Big Slow Tom's Trivia, then on Wednesday it's soccer. So far nothing's planned for Thursday. I do have Friday off of work, and right now I so desperately want that day to chill out at home and do nothing. At first I was pretty gun-ho about having the house to myself, but now I don't really care if others are here, just so long as if I want to nap on my couch I can. Man I just want to be at home doing nothing. It feels like lately even when I am at home I have stuff to do. Make my lunch for tomorrow, clean the kitty litter boxes, do laundry. Now I realize none of those things are complicated, I just think it's the feeling of always going and/or doing, and dammit I just want a break!

A Few Updates

No big news, just thought I'd drop by and say hi. Overall things are going well. Two weeks ago in soccer some jackhole practically stomped on my leg giving me a nice bone bruise...it's been getting better, slowly. This healing process needs to hurry theh hell up. When it happened I commented to a friend I didn't know which would happen first, if I was going to cry or vomit from the pain. Dammit it hurt. But things are getting better, I just find it funny that it seems like it's that leg that Marco always wants to rub up against.

Speaking of Marco, he's still cute as ever. He did attack my hand the other night, leaving some little kitty claw scratches on my hand. Those also hurt, like little paper cuts. I think I've figured something out though, he likes his belly to be rubbed, but not his chest. I'll have to remember that.

I'm almost done with my whole car headache. I've gotten rid of my old one and now I just need to transfer the tags to my new one. And drop some cash to pay some property tax on the car since it's coming from out of state. Yay I love spending lots of money!

Hmm...nothing else fun and exciting going on. Well I guess that's not entirely true. I'm going out of town tomorrow for a friend's wine club blending party. I'm not 100% sure how things are going to work, but we're trying to make a new blended wine. I'm kinda nervous, I don't drink much any more, and I'm worried that I'm gonna be hammered after an hour or two and then crash earlier or end up with my head in the toilet. Oh I hope not!

Babies On The Brain

Have I had my "I don't want kids" rant on here? I suppose I could go back and look, but, well, that would require me putting forth some effort. Why do that when I can just run off at the mouth (or fingers)? We've got a prego at work that's due in the next two weeks. On my soccer team is another prego. Ok, she doesn't play anymore, but the hubby/babydaddy does. Last night a good friend from college was in town and stayed the night. Yep, she's prego too. Of course there's nothing wrong with having kids. Wait for me there is, but everyone else, nothing wrong. I to a point don't even mind baby/kid conversation (keep your gross stories to yourself)...I like other people's kids, just not the idea of my own. I think that one shouldn't think of parenthood as a sacrifice. It's more like a trade-off. Sure, I can't do blah blah anymore, but who cares, I get to do yada yada instead! I just don't foresee parenthood being for me. Yes yes easy for me to say right now because I'm single, of course, you need not remind me of that. But even when I think that sure, some day I'd like to be married, that's where that thought stops. Yep, like to be married. Oh wait, maybe get a dog. Marco was sitting in my lap the other night, and I was looking down on him thinking, "My God I love this cat. I really and honestly love him with all of my heart." Then for a moment I imagined the creature in my lap being a baby and not my awesomely awesome kitteh. AUGH! I think I'd spend most of my time as a parent trying to figure out a way to get rid of the kid. At least with the cat I can leave him for a few days with some chow, water, and a half-clean litter box!

Girly Bitching

Since I just wrote a post that was all sorts of whiny, why not keep it going, right? Work...not even gonna go there. Let's talk about my weight. So after two months of weighing in over my goal weight at Weight Watchers I quit going. Over the the last few months I've put on 10 lbs. Yeah, I know 10 pounds isn't a whole lot, but when you're not very tall, I think it's more noticeable. The weight doesn't have a lot of room to spread out, it just all kind of pools in the middle. Before we went on vacation I had been doing a mix of running & walking after work. Then we went on vacation and I ate like a little moo-cow. After vacation ended I planned on getting back on track, but excuses kept cropping up. The day after my vacation ended I had a soccer game. In my first 2 seconds on the field some asshat kicked me on my right shin. The bruise is still coming out. It slightly uncomfortable to walk and more painful to run. Last night's game wasn't too bad...I wore tall socks under my shinguards (which really prevented a lot of damage, NOT). Anyways, between my sore leg and the friggin heat I have no desire to go out and do something physical. But even before vacation when I was doing stuff it didn't seem like it was getting any easier, and that was quite frustrating. Ugh...ok, I'm done!

Still Homeless

I've mention before that it doesn't quite feel like home yet, living with the roommates. I swear to you I'm not unhappy, just still not settled. Even my dreams are about me trying to find my place at home. The other night I dreamt that I had been spending the summer living with my current roommates, and summer was coming to an end so I had a decision to make. Would I continue living with them, or would I move back to my own place which I was still paying rent on, and live there while I finished my last semester of school? School, yeah really...that was quite some time ago! In the end I decided to move back to my own place and live alone. I think a lot of it is we don't use a lot of my stuff...99% of what's in the kitchen is their stuff. And that makes sense...there's no reason to have two sets of dishes or pots & pans. I know I'm dwelling on this, but it bothers me...I mentioned one dream, but it's happened a few times. When I refer to the house, I don't say "my home", even after the roommates have corrected me a few times!

Stop Coughing!

I may have mentioned this before, my things have been very different since having my tonsils out last November. I remember my ENT saying my quality of life would greatly improve after having them out. In the days after my surgery when I was vomiting up everything I was bummed at times...I felt like things were never going to get better. Then Spring came and went, and while my allergies did bother me, looking back it's easy to see that they were a millions times better than in years past. Now I'm at my next challenge - can I be around sick people and not catch what they have! GuyRoommate started it...he got sick on vacation. He passed it on to my coworker that went with us, and now GirlRoommate has it, too. My coworker that came on the trip sits in the same cube as me. There's one other person in the cube, and guess what, she's sick also! So far, amazingly enough, I'm ok. I did have a scratchy throat yesterday, and I've coughed and sneezed a few times, but so far so good! I'm nervous though...it seems like everyone has a cold, but GirlRoomate's developed bronchitis and is on antibiotics. Scary!! But I can resist! Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go get a glass of OJ.

Pay Yer Bills

After I got home today I headed upstairs to make a pit stop in the ladies room before heading out for an easy run. I flushed the toilet like normal then headed off to find the roommies before heading out. And that's when the fun discussion started. We have no water. Turns out GuyRoommate thought he paid the water bill, which he did not. GirlRoommate found the delinquency letter, unopened, in a stack of mail. He was mad, she was upset, and me - I laughed. What can you do? Haha it totally sucks that we can't keep flushing the toilet like normal and I'm not getting a shower in the morning, but heck, it's one night and it won't be that bad. I bought a few gallons of drinking water so we can wash up a little, brush the ol' teeth. And all of the kitties have plenty to drink. I don't know why, but I find the whole situation comical!

Not Your Bag

So I forgot to mention my little luggage mix-up while on vacation. The roommies let me borrow a small suitcase to take on the trip. It's a nice bright blue color, quite easy to recognize at the baggage claim, or so we thought...we saw the suitcase and I yelled at GuyRoommate to grab it. Then we stood and waited and waited for his bag to come through. Once we had it (not quite a 5 minute wait) we moved on to the rental car area and waited and waited to get our car. After we got the keys we headed outside, tossed our bags in the car and waited and waited in line to leave the airport. It was during that wait that the kind folks at Southwest called to inform us I had the wrong suitcase. As we sat in line I hopped out of the car and checked the trunk - sure enough, I had the wrong bag. We told them as soon as we could get through the rental car exit line we'd swing back by and drop off the wrong suitcase and get mine. When I walked in the baggage office I saw my suitcase, which was in every way identical to the one I had snagged off the conveyor belt. I chatted with the Southwest ladies, us all laughing about how I grabbed the wrong bag, how identical the bags were, and how we were glad the mistake was caught so quickly.

And that's when I became slightly annoyed. One of the Southwest ladies mentioned that the bag's owner saw us grab her suitcase. Now if I saw someone take my suitcase I'd be hurdling small children (they'd have to be really small) and shoving old people to ensure someone didn't walk off with my shit. And if you remember, we stood around and waited a few minutes on our other bag before we even left the baggage claim area. Would it have been that hard to walk over and say something? I think not. Thanks you lazy bitch for wasting our time. Even though I was in and out pretty quick, security made the gang move the car, so I had to stand on the sidewalk while they circled back around to get me. At least we hadn't actually started our 3 hour car ride, right?

Hogar Dulce Casero

Translation: Home sweet home! Ok, not really. Well, that is the correct translation, but I think that phrase implies I'm happy to be home. I don't dislike being home, but you know I'd rather still be on vacation.

And what a vacation it was! We flew out to the Florida Keys last Friday morning. We stayed at Tranquility Bay in Marathon. The place was beautiful, like a 3 bedroom townhouse, pretty close to the pool. I'll post some pictures on Flickr later. Friday we just hung out, visited the pool, went out to dinner and shopped a little, getting groceries and a few other things to have around the house.

Saturday we headed down to Key West to wander around and take in the sites. While we were there we went to the aquarium...I got to pet a shark! It was a nurse shark, and I petted it on the tail, nothing to worry about. Key West was fun, but holy shit was it hot!! After Key West it was back to our place and chilling in the pool.

On Sunday we rented a boat...a 21' powerboat. Friday and Saturday did have some rain, but it was late at night. It also rained on Sunday, and it happened while we were out on the boat heading to the Sombrero Reef Lighthouse. That was a little unnerving....we could see the dark clouds heading our way and we knew we were screwed...there was no getting out of the way of the storm. The sky eventually cleared up and we made our way to the lighthouse for a little bit of snorkeling. All I can say is AWESOME!

Monday we headed to the Bahai Honda State Park to hang out on the beach. While we were there we decided to take their snorkeling tour. We were only able to spend an hour in the water out at the Looe Key. If I thought Sombrero Reef was awesome, then Looe Key was 10x more awesome! We saw a grouper that was as big as I am...freaking scary and awesome. I missed the nurse shark swimming around, but there was one. It was a beautiful day so I'm sure that helped to make this trip better that our first snorkeling trip. Monday ended with dinner at Benihana. Mmm...delicious! I did find it hilarious that our chef worked for the Kanki in Crabtree and Sono downtown.

Vacation

Today's the last full day of my vacation. Dammit if I don't have a sunburn and today is going to be our beach day, but I'm still going. Keeping a shirt on. We're going to Bahai Honda, which rumor has it is one of the 10 most beautiful beaches in the world. Yay!

When It Rains, It Pours

So frustrated right now that I imagine this post, if I publish it, could quite possibly end up being an incoherent mess of swearing and sentence fragments. Let me start with soccer...that's something that has me frustrated, but I need to remember it's a game and this is all for fun.

Last season it seems that we had really come together as a team and we were playing with awesome chemistry. This year we have a few new players, lost some old ones, and things aren't quite flowing smoothly. I think we have too many people on our team. And if that wasn't bad enough, one of the players last night couldn't make it, so his buddy who is also on the team brought in an extra person. While that person did play well, it's not fair to the folks sitting on the bench that paid to play. If I were those guys, I'd be livid. I also don't understand how we end up with some of the lineups we have. One of our best players seemed to be stuck on defense a lot...personally I like it when he's our midfielder and playing both ways.

Next there's work...I'm not even sure where to begin. I've already decided I'm going to die at an early age and it's going to be a heart attack. Or a stroke, that's possible too. A mix of clients and coworkers, by the end of the day my head hurt so bad I felt nauseous. One of my coworkers that typically works in another building was in mine today working on a special project. I felt so bad, he asked me how I was doing and before I could help it the tears started running. Now it wasn't the ugly girl cry (you know the one I mean) it was just tears, but they were tears nonetheless. I feel like again I've gotten myself into a job that promises of opportunities for growth, yet I'm stuck where I'm at. The economy certainly isn't helping things - yay hiring freeze! Recently I found out that the big dogs are considering giving me and my coworker some extra responsibilities. While I'm all for learning more, I want that knowledge to come from a more technical perspective. So far it looks like our new workload with consist of administrative duties. Great...that's gonna help me go far. Look at me! I can use a fax machine! Shall I make another pot of coffee with I copy and collate this handout for you?

Hmm...just went through and reread some of what I wrote. Not bad...now I'll admit I pretty much just scanned over things, but I see no typos (but if there were, no fear I can order white-out now) and the sentences look like they might be complete thoughts. Go me!