Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sitting Here

So for the first time in an incredibly long time I'm sitting here and just doing nothing. GuyRoommate is sitting next to me playing XBox and GirlRoommate is over in the chair reading a book. Ah...a nice Sunday afternoon. I'm surfing the web and that's pretty much it. I have no desire to get up and do anything (thought the kitty litter boxes do need to be changed), but nope, I'm not doing a thing. Ah...lazy Sunday. This is fabulous!

Friday, May 29, 2009

Homeless

I'm chilling at my mom's house for the night. Had to take care of a few things for her that required my presence here. It's weird to sit in my old room, for as much as it still has things of mine, there's a lot different as well. I still say that I'm "going home" when I come here, but it's not home, and it hasn't been for a long time. With that said, I still don't feel settled in my new place. Everything's pretty much put away....the only thing I can think of that's out of place is a Rubbermaid shoebox sitting on the bed in the spare room. And that's just because I've been lazy and haven't tossed it into the top of my closet. I wonder if the unsettled feeling is because I haven't really spent that much time there. I've lived in the house for 3 months now, but at times I feel like I'm on the go so much that I'm just making pit stops at home. I would like to stress that the roommates and I get along fabulously, and there are certainly no problems on that front. At times I still feel like I'm there visiting even when we're sitting on my couch! I dream about moving, though it's almost always about me busting ass to find a place to live before the school semester starts. GuyRoommate and I were talking the other day, and I made a comment about "your house" and he corrected me to say "our house". Still doesn't feel that way.

No Babies

My mom and I were talking this morning, and she was excitedly telling me about how my cousin's little girl likes her. She would call my mom by name, happy to see her, happy to have my mom hold her. Mom was so thrilled that she and the WeeOne were such buddies. I asked if that made her want grandkids, and her answer, "No." Ah, that's good to hear Mom because this girl doesn't plan on having any! I just thought it was funny how she gushed and gushed over the WeeOne and then did an immediate reversal at the thought of it being her own grandkid. Ah I laughed!

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Not Good Start

Last season was a pretty good season for the indoor soccer team. I think we ended up 6-3, and we also won our first playoff game. This season we've started 0-2. That's not cool, not cool at all! Last season we seemed to have a real good chemistry, and this season not so much. We do have new players so I think we'll need some time to adjust, figure out where people like to play, what they're good at. Me, I admit things aren't much better. I do get some good plays in, but BGF and I were talking, and while I do have my good plays I still feel like I have a lot more that aren't. I'm also trying to run a little on my off days...it doesn't seem like I'm getting any better at it. Stupid out of shape body, running is fun!

Monday, May 25, 2009

SIT DOWN!

Sometimes I wonder if I need to research Adult ADD, because I swear I am incapable of sitting down and just relaxing. Today GirlRoomie and I sat down and watched "Get Smart" and I was able to focus on the movie, but once it was over I was off. In the kitchen, doing dishes, cutting up a pineapple and a watermelon. Oh wait, gotta run upstairs and fold some clothes so that I can move the next load over into the dryer. I changed the sheets on my bed, put away a few random things floating around in my room. After I changed the kitty litter boxes I took out the trash. Both of the roomies were even calling me anal retentive the other night. I was in my kitchen cleaning mode when GuyRoomie was taking the last few bites off of his plate. I stood there in anticipation, "gimme the plate so I can put it in the dishwasher!" Yes, I know he could handle it, but I working in that kitchen. I don't think I have a lack of focus, just more of an inability to sit still.

I've been this way for awhile...I'm awful at watching movies by myself because I always think of other things I can be up and doing. Sigh...I feel like I'm not conveying my thoughts very well here, almost like I should be talking about two separate issues (my inability to sit still and my anal retentiveness) but I'm just smashing the two together. When I lived by myself I had to do everything myself. If dishes were dirty it was my fault and I needed to clean them up. If things were dumped all over the living room they were my things and it was my responsibility to put them in their place. Maybe part of my need to be neat is that I'm used to the idea that if things are out of order it's my fault and I need to take care of it, and my mind is still set in that mode of thought. Dishes? I need to do them. Even the roomies give me a hard time, that I need to quit doing stuff and sit down. I try, but I wonder what else I should be doing right now?

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Road Warrior

unday I made my longest car trip ever! I drove back from Massachusetts all by myself - 833 miles and it took me 13 hours, plus a 45 minute nap. I was pretty nervous before I started...that's a long ass ride, but to be honest, it wasn't that bad. Seriously, I could do it again, and even when I pulled into the driveway I felt like I could have kept going. On the advice of a few others I snagged an audiobook - Dan Brown's "Angels & Demons". It was nice to listen to that...I left at 9:30 and listened to the book until after 4:00. The only disappointing part was that I wasn't going to be able to finish it on my trip. I wonder if I know anyone that owns the book...oh well.

The trip to MA wasn't too bad. As always, it was great to see my family. The purpose of the trip was to spread my grandfather's ashes in his garden. It was a short little ceremony, if you want to call it that. My mom spoke for a moment, then spread some of the ashes in the garden. Then she gave the bag to my aunt and she spread more throughout the garden. It was emotional to watch, but I didn't really cry. A few tears did roll when my mom's voice started shaking. As I've said before, he was ready to go and if that's the case, there's no reason for me to be upset. What was upsetting about the trip was seeing my grandmother upset. At one point she hugged my mom as mom was spreading some ashes in a flowerbed, and it seemed like she just leaned into my mom so much. It was a heavy hug, and it's hard to see my grandmother like that. It was also hard to listen to her yell and argue with my mom later on. My grandmother doesn't want to stay in her house all alone with all of those responsibilities, so she's moving to a senior living facility near the rest of my family. She's excited about going, but yet it's hard to leave the house she's lived in for almost 60 years. Especially when that place is significantly smaller. She'll just have to get there and see how everything is going to fit, and throw stuff out later if need be.

Have I mentioned that I'm going on vacation soon? 15 more days! I am SO excited. I think this is my first real vacation. Well, I did go on a cruise when I was in college - but that's all I can think of. I've got a few new bathing suits (thank you Old Navy), some new shorts & tanks. A couple of friends, a beach house resort and a boat, it's gonna be awesome!!!

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Marco kitteh

When I first got Marco I swore that this would not be a cat blog, and I think I've lived up to my word. However, I think I wil take a few minutes to gush about my kitty. I still don't know why anyone would have surrendered him to the shelter. He's such a good kitty. He uses his litter box, he's good about not scratching on things that aren't his to scratch on. Was he too much money? He's such an awesome cat...I come home and he runs over to get a few minutes of love and attention, and then he's off to do his own thing - play, nap, pester the other kittehs. Sometimes in the evenings he does go into cuddle monster mode and he wants to be held and petted and loved. Last night I was trying to fold laundry and he just wanted to be held and given attention. God I love that little guy.

I will say, I can see where the phrase "curiosity killed the cat" came from. Downstairs in the basement there's a room that has the water heater and hvac stuff. The room hasn't been finished...it has concrete walls and you can see the framework by the entrance to that room. I've found Marco up there snooping around. He'll come out covered in dust and cobwebs. My only worry is that there's somewhere up there where he can get stuck and I won't be able to get him out.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Daring

So next month at this time I'll be on vacation in the Florida Keys. I have a bathing suit, a tankini, but the bottom is too big. Here's my plan....I'm going to buy a plain black bottom because the top still fits. And for a second suit to have, I am going to buy a bikini. Yep, my chubby little self is going for a 2 piece that's gonna gonna show some belly. Now I totally admit that I've got a tummy, I have no problem in saying that. (But so help me God if you do, we're fighting bitches!) I think I'll be able to find something cute. I haven't worn a bikini since high school. Gotta admit, a little self-conscience. But I'll be ok, right?

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Too NIce

Is there such a thing as being too nice? My roommies have said lately that I'm too nice. Is there such a thing? Is it a bad thing? If we're all hanging out in the basement and I want a drink, why not offer to get others something? I'm already going that way, why not offer? I think it just boils down to the whole idea of do unto others...I'd like for someone else to offer to get me a drink if they're going that 3way. And that's not to imply that they aren't doing that...they do, I was just using the drink situation as an example. I even took the "What Marvel hero or villan are you?" and I ended up with do-gooder Spiderman.