
Didja ever have one of those days when you just weren’t satisfied with anything you were doing? That was my day Tuesday. No matter what I started, I couldn’t complete. I began tidying up the kitchen, then decided to stop and have more coffee. I sat down at the laptop and played on Twitter then felt like surfing the web for news. I even went to update my status on my FaceBook page only to tell the world I had no status. I rapidly left FaceBook and returned to the news. I had enough news and then I wanted to do the crossword — I started that and gave it up as soon as I hit the first snag.
It was like this all day — up and down, in this room and that room. I began cleaning out a dresser drawer that I have been meaning to get to for the longest time — it’s one of those drawers that should hold something normal like socks, but has ended up being filled to the brim with things like receipts from purchases made at Target in 2003, old eyeglass cases, an empty wallet (darnitall), old credit cards I haven’t gotten around to cutting up yet — a junk drawer. I even found the sales receipt and warranty for our dishwasher — what the blue blazes was that doing in my dresser drawer?
I couldn’t sit still. I spent an inordinate amount of time outside watching the housepainters and wondering to myself had I made the right decisions on the colors – the yellow is soft and lovely, but the blue is a little bluer than I thought it would be. I sort of freaked out momentarily because most of the houses in our neighborhood are kind of dull and bland and ours is really going to stand out — do I want that? The more I looked at the blue the better I liked it. The hell with the neighbors and their boring bland beige houses – our house is gonna pop and be happy and full of sunshine. But, just for a moment I was filled with paint buyer’s remorse and that’s not a fun feeling. I’m okay now — the blue WILL go on. And yes, I’ll post before and after pics when they get done – another week or so.
What else…I tried to read — good grief I must have picked up 5 different books and read pieces of each – couldn’t concentrate; I’d read the same paragraph over and over. I started another story for my Parchment Monkey blog but got stuck and decided to file it away for a later time. I worked on a poem – blechh. I dragged out some craftwork. Meh… I tried to take a nap but my mind was going a thousand miles an hour telling me things I should be doing. I filled up my To Do list and had to start a new page.
I did online research on the camera I want to buy — I managed to narrow it down to either a Canon or a Nikon but that’s as far as I got – there’s alot of information to digest and I couldn’t concentrate. Then I started researching new laptops because suddenly I also have developed a battery issue. I debated with Devoted Spouse whether or not when I find the new laptop if we should take this one out to the back yard and make a video of me destroying it with a sledgehammer. I voted for the destruction video. I thought about chainsaws — my friend Doug could bring his humongous chainsaw out and destroy it with that but that might be dangerous with metal pieces flying everywhere. Gah…I couldn’t concentrate on one single thing all day! Thoughts were going through my head faster than kibble goes through EmmaLou (and that’s pretty fast).
I ordered another book online from Amazon.com. I made a ham salad sandwich then didn’t want it and gave most of it to EmmaLou. I went out shopping but couldn’t find anything (except another book) to buy. I stopped at Panera’s for bagels for the morning’s breakfast. After being out in the world only about 45 minutes, I simply drove home.
I hate days like this — there is no sense of accomplishment and there is no sense of fun or relaxation either. I’m just all over the place today and I would like tomorrow to be better. Oh wait – I DVRd every UFO Hunter show (the History channel was having a marathon) today so on Wednesday I will treat myself to a few of those. That should help – nothing like a little UFOlogy to hold my attention. Oooh look a special on Bigfoot.
Sigh..







I don’t mean to hurt the feelings of all those nice people who work for minimum wage but sometimes minimum wage just makes sense.






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