I've been in this weird funk where I only get things done if I write them on a list of some sort. I've always been a list-maker, but I have always been able to get things accomplished that were not on the list as well. Oh well, I'll go with the flow.
My to do list:
Make new duvet cover. And pillows.
Buy a new bedskirt.
Change the sheets on my bed.
Buy brackets for a shelf.
Finish painting the shelf.
Hang the shelf. And decorate it.
Gather all the stuff that needs to go to storage.
Take a trip to my parents house to store my crap in their basement.
Sort the crap already stored there and give some to DI.
Vacuum.
Laundry: whites, colors, jeans, towels, and bedding.
Fold and put away all that laundry.
Make a menu and a shopping list.
Go grocery shopping.
Make new jewelry items for my Etsy shop.
Buy protective film.
Cut protective film to fit the viewing screen on my new camera.
Read the new camera manual.
Take photos.
Find a good weight-training DVD. Any suggestions??
Catch up on Bones and Office. Maybe just Bones. Office is lacking this season.
Scrapbook. Nothing specific. Just to prove to myself that I'm still capable.
Send the cards I started making in January.
Sand and stain the tray for my bedroom table.
Buy a new pair of pants... I ripped my favorites on Monday :(
Do something bold and courageous. Very non-specific, I know.
Find a way to be of service to someone.
Get my ass to church. Yeah, I see the irony in "ass" and "church" being in the same sentence. Just proof how badly I need it.
Wash walls, windows, and baseboards.
Sort toys in the toy drawer.
Maybe go to a movie. Because I never do.
Research painting and distressing techniques.
Get laid. You know, just in case I forget to add this to the appropriate list at the appropriate time (and because my coworker stood over me and said "add get laid to your list").
Buy paint to change up an accent table.
Impulsively buy and assemble a new accent chair.
Sort and organize my huge bead stash.
Buy new towels for the bathroom.
Go to the post office.
Mail rent check.
Plan menu for Jen's birthday party this weekend.
Pick 3 books for the book club.
Buy Jen flowers as a favor to Steven.
Take a much-needed nap!
Think of other things to add to this list. LOL
wallflower
My mom once told me of an experience she has while she was expecting me. Someone asked her what I would be named and she replied; "Emily." The person asking said; "Oh don't name her Emily. Emily's tend to be wallflowers." My mom thought; "No child of mine will ever be a wallflower, so I'll name her Emily anyway."
As it turns out, I'm a wallflower.
I remember being very shy as a child. Sometimes ridiculously so. It didn't help that we moved a lot (21 times in 21 years!)which made it hard to find the motivation to "invest" in a relationship, knowing we'd be moving again soon. I focused on being friends with my family (and my siblings are still my 3 very best friends!). I have always gotten along well with people, I'm just slow to let them in.
Several years ago, I had a lot of friends. I was social and busy with "social activities" 5 or so days a week. Someone commented that I was a "social butterfly," which was the weirdest term I'd ever heard used to describe ME. It was fun and I was happy. I'm not sure how I went from "wallflower" to "social butterfly" in a matter of months, but it was fulfilling in a very new way.
I then had an experience that resulted in a loss of all trust. I pulled away from everyone. I completely withdrew and quickly built walls all around myself. It was the only way I knew to protect myself from being hurt again.
Last week, I realized it has been four years since I had that experience. I have long since forgiven those that hurt me and I've repaired my relationships with them. In fact, we're close friends again. However, I still have walls all around me and I honestly have no idea how to tear them down.
Don't worry, I DO have great friends, I just don't ever do anything. I want to break out of my hermit shell a couple times a week. And I want to find ways to let others in more easily. The life I want for myself is not the one I'm living and the only way I can get there is to break those walls down.
As it turns out, I'm a wallflower.
I remember being very shy as a child. Sometimes ridiculously so. It didn't help that we moved a lot (21 times in 21 years!)which made it hard to find the motivation to "invest" in a relationship, knowing we'd be moving again soon. I focused on being friends with my family (and my siblings are still my 3 very best friends!). I have always gotten along well with people, I'm just slow to let them in.
Several years ago, I had a lot of friends. I was social and busy with "social activities" 5 or so days a week. Someone commented that I was a "social butterfly," which was the weirdest term I'd ever heard used to describe ME. It was fun and I was happy. I'm not sure how I went from "wallflower" to "social butterfly" in a matter of months, but it was fulfilling in a very new way.
I then had an experience that resulted in a loss of all trust. I pulled away from everyone. I completely withdrew and quickly built walls all around myself. It was the only way I knew to protect myself from being hurt again.
Last week, I realized it has been four years since I had that experience. I have long since forgiven those that hurt me and I've repaired my relationships with them. In fact, we're close friends again. However, I still have walls all around me and I honestly have no idea how to tear them down.
Don't worry, I DO have great friends, I just don't ever do anything. I want to break out of my hermit shell a couple times a week. And I want to find ways to let others in more easily. The life I want for myself is not the one I'm living and the only way I can get there is to break those walls down.
never fear...
I'm still here. I've just been sick with a nasty cold. It's making the rounds at work and starts with "Man, my throat hurts!" Those very words came from my mouth Sunday afternoon and by Monday morning, I was MISERABLE. I took a day off and slept until every part of my body hurt. Oh, and Dayquil makes me so sick.
Anyway, I'm starting to feel a little better. I've got several fun little projects going, which I will share pictures of soon because they're more interesting than hearing about my latest illness. lol
Anyway, I'm starting to feel a little better. I've got several fun little projects going, which I will share pictures of soon because they're more interesting than hearing about my latest illness. lol
so.very.angry.
I use a prepaid cell phone because I hardly use it (except to text) and I can't justify spending a chunk for a monthly plan. I've had no complaints with my service for the past 2 years... until now. I had the feeling that my minutes were rapidly disappearing, but I convinced myself I was just using it more than I realized.
I have never gone through the 300 minutes in 2 months time, so I was alarmed when I got down to 50 minutes remaining last Friday. In a matter of 6 texts sent and received, I was completely out of minutes. (That should have cost me a total of 6 minutes). I was away from home until late Friday, so I emailed my phone company that night. They replied and told me to call tech support.
I live by a general rule: don't ask for a supervisor. They can't do more than a regular agent, so don't waste your time or theirs. However, the agent I spoke to today was completely inept. She had me on hold for 70% of the call while she "checked something with her supervisor" and she just seemed new and inexperienced at her job.
I am really nice and patient on the phone. Supervisors get treated SO poorly by people that are angry or feel entitled to things. I should know. It's what I do for a living. Anyway, this supervisor got on the line and was very unhelpful. She was rude, defensive, condescending, and literally could not subtract .5 from 227 without the use of a calculator and three minutes of my time. When all was said and done, my phone is still not fixed and I screamed at a stranger on the phone.
She told me she could give me as many as 300 courtesy minutes for the problem (I've gone through more than 100 just this weekend because of the issue) and in the same breath told me that it would be 100 because I didn't call sooner to report the problem (um, noticed the problem Friday night and was out of town on Saturday. bite me) and that she was only going to issue 30 because I couldn't tell her how many text messages I've sent while having this issue. She told me she was punishing me for not calling the second I thought there might be an issue. Silly me. I thought the phone should handle that so I didn't have to.
So, I got angry. And I screamed at her for about 30 seconds. And hung up. I was most angry because the phone is still not working and I had to waste 17.5 minutes (of test texts) proving to the sup that there was an issue. I don't want to call again. Both representatives of their company failed at something simple. Neither offered solutions. Neither wanted to help. So, I'm venting to cool off before I come up with a solution of my own. I like this company and the rate I pay, so I don't cant to cancel, but I have to figure something out.
I have never gone through the 300 minutes in 2 months time, so I was alarmed when I got down to 50 minutes remaining last Friday. In a matter of 6 texts sent and received, I was completely out of minutes. (That should have cost me a total of 6 minutes). I was away from home until late Friday, so I emailed my phone company that night. They replied and told me to call tech support.
I live by a general rule: don't ask for a supervisor. They can't do more than a regular agent, so don't waste your time or theirs. However, the agent I spoke to today was completely inept. She had me on hold for 70% of the call while she "checked something with her supervisor" and she just seemed new and inexperienced at her job.
I am really nice and patient on the phone. Supervisors get treated SO poorly by people that are angry or feel entitled to things. I should know. It's what I do for a living. Anyway, this supervisor got on the line and was very unhelpful. She was rude, defensive, condescending, and literally could not subtract .5 from 227 without the use of a calculator and three minutes of my time. When all was said and done, my phone is still not fixed and I screamed at a stranger on the phone.
She told me she could give me as many as 300 courtesy minutes for the problem (I've gone through more than 100 just this weekend because of the issue) and in the same breath told me that it would be 100 because I didn't call sooner to report the problem (um, noticed the problem Friday night and was out of town on Saturday. bite me) and that she was only going to issue 30 because I couldn't tell her how many text messages I've sent while having this issue. She told me she was punishing me for not calling the second I thought there might be an issue. Silly me. I thought the phone should handle that so I didn't have to.
So, I got angry. And I screamed at her for about 30 seconds. And hung up. I was most angry because the phone is still not working and I had to waste 17.5 minutes (of test texts) proving to the sup that there was an issue. I don't want to call again. Both representatives of their company failed at something simple. Neither offered solutions. Neither wanted to help. So, I'm venting to cool off before I come up with a solution of my own. I like this company and the rate I pay, so I don't cant to cancel, but I have to figure something out.
slacker
I've been posting to my blog so infrequently. Oh well. I think I have three people that read it. LOL. I have been busy, sick, and in a funk. Not all at the same time though.
Steph and I went to Katie's house last weekend. It was nice to just do something different. We usually play a couple rounds of "what do you want to do tonight?" before one of us sits down at the computer and the other falls asleep on the couch. So, it felt great to break out of our routine. We did some shopping and talking and taught Katie to make jewelry. Oddly, the Walmart in American Fork is less busy than Walmart is in Logan. I figure there are just more stores to choose from down there. Walmart here is a madhouse unless you're there before 9:00 am (and even then you wait in line 20 minutes because they have so few checkers open. Sigh)
Earlier this week, I took Maverick (my nephew) to the doctor. He broke his collarbone a couple months ago and has been in a brace forever. Jen was sick, so I got to take him in for his x-rays and then he got the brace off. I've never broken a bone, so it was kinda fascinating to watch.
I got what Jen and all the kids had and missed two days of work. I literally slept those two days away. I went back for one day and then had a weekend, which has also been filled with lots of sleep. I'm feeling better now though.
Hope everyone's doing well!
Steph and I went to Katie's house last weekend. It was nice to just do something different. We usually play a couple rounds of "what do you want to do tonight?" before one of us sits down at the computer and the other falls asleep on the couch. So, it felt great to break out of our routine. We did some shopping and talking and taught Katie to make jewelry. Oddly, the Walmart in American Fork is less busy than Walmart is in Logan. I figure there are just more stores to choose from down there. Walmart here is a madhouse unless you're there before 9:00 am (and even then you wait in line 20 minutes because they have so few checkers open. Sigh)
Earlier this week, I took Maverick (my nephew) to the doctor. He broke his collarbone a couple months ago and has been in a brace forever. Jen was sick, so I got to take him in for his x-rays and then he got the brace off. I've never broken a bone, so it was kinda fascinating to watch.
I got what Jen and all the kids had and missed two days of work. I literally slept those two days away. I went back for one day and then had a weekend, which has also been filled with lots of sleep. I'm feeling better now though.
Hope everyone's doing well!
one word
Where is your cell phone?.......purse
Your hair ..........curly
Your favorite thing? ...........life
Your dream last night?.....recurring
Your favorite drink? ...........water
Your dream/goal? ...........fitness
The room you are in? ......cubicle (at work)
Your fear? .........rejection
Where do you want to be in 6 years?.......Home
Muffins? .............poppyseed
One of your wish list items?..........camera
Where you grew up? ...........Tremonton
The last thing you did? .......organized
What are you wearing?.......butter... lol
Your TV?...........dvds
Your pets? .......zero
Your computer? .....reliable
Your life? .........hermit
Your mood? .........happy
Missing someone?..........always
Your car?........paid
Favorite store?.....anywhere
Your summer? .....air-conditioned
Favorite color?...all
When is the last time you laughed? ....today
Last time you cried? .......january
Three people who email me? ....ebay, amazon, spammers
Three of my favorite foods? ......mushrooms, chocolate, vegetables
Three places I would rather be right now? .....home, shopping, cuddling
Your hair ..........curly
Your favorite thing? ...........life
Your dream last night?.....recurring
Your favorite drink? ...........water
Your dream/goal? ...........fitness
The room you are in? ......cubicle (at work)
Your fear? .........rejection
Where do you want to be in 6 years?.......Home
Muffins? .............poppyseed
One of your wish list items?..........camera
Where you grew up? ...........Tremonton
The last thing you did? .......organized
What are you wearing?.......butter... lol
Your TV?...........dvds
Your pets? .......zero
Your computer? .....reliable
Your life? .........hermit
Your mood? .........happy
Missing someone?..........always
Your car?........paid
Favorite store?.....anywhere
Your summer? .....air-conditioned
Favorite color?...all
When is the last time you laughed? ....today
Last time you cried? .......january
Three people who email me? ....ebay, amazon, spammers
Three of my favorite foods? ......mushrooms, chocolate, vegetables
Three places I would rather be right now? .....home, shopping, cuddling
wardrobe malfunction
Ok, I don't embarrass easily, which is a really good thing because I constantly do ridiculous things. What follows is the story of my unfortunate wardrobe malfunction yesterday:
I was working away at my desk and felt something kinda weird in my lap. I looked down and saw that my pants were completely undone (think slacks - a zipper, two hooks, and a button) and hanging open. Yes.
I had a vague recollection of thinking it hadn't taken very long to use the bathroom after lunch. Now I knew why. I had simply pulled them up, tucked in my tank top, and straightened my shirt.
I'm lucky that I was stuck at my desk all day. Walking around would have resulted in those slacks finding their way down to my ankles. That would have been humorously awful.
Don't go thinking that I was flashing all my coworkers. I wear a pair of leggings or long johns under my slacks to keep warm in the winter. Plus, my shirt was longish - almost long enough to completely cover the hanging flaps of my slacks.
Yeah. Just another day in my life. LOL
I was working away at my desk and felt something kinda weird in my lap. I looked down and saw that my pants were completely undone (think slacks - a zipper, two hooks, and a button) and hanging open. Yes.
I had a vague recollection of thinking it hadn't taken very long to use the bathroom after lunch. Now I knew why. I had simply pulled them up, tucked in my tank top, and straightened my shirt.
I'm lucky that I was stuck at my desk all day. Walking around would have resulted in those slacks finding their way down to my ankles. That would have been humorously awful.
Don't go thinking that I was flashing all my coworkers. I wear a pair of leggings or long johns under my slacks to keep warm in the winter. Plus, my shirt was longish - almost long enough to completely cover the hanging flaps of my slacks.
Yeah. Just another day in my life. LOL
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