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!