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Jul. 26th, 2007 10:04 amNot much to say really (though watch, I write that and then a flood of words appear). Things have just kinda been goin' lately.
Saturday hubby and I did babysit for my nephew- allowing the Bro and SIL to go to dinner and a movie (they saw the new Harry Potter). It was a lot of fun. E. was such the good baby! He only got a little fussy when it was around time to eat or he needed a diaper change. Other than that he was all laughs and smiles. After waking up from his first short nap he did kind of look at my strangely kind of a 'ummm, not that I mind, but who are you?' sort of thing. Then he was picked up and cuddled and just fine with everything. The dogs were a bit crazy, but then they always are.
Sunday hubby and I headed to see Order of the Phoenix. The movie was good, though some parts were a little 'hrm?' and could have used some explanation. I have to say though that I absolutely *adored* Luna. She's one of my new favorites, totally loopy, but really sweet, and you have to be clever to get into Ravenclaw- right? And I liked her Patronus. After the movie I then insisted we stop by Schulers to pick up Book 7. We have all the others in trade paperback, but I really wanted to read the book before it was spoiled for me (as book 6 was). So we each got a book and then when we got home I delayed starting the book long enough to make some dinner. Then proceeded to spend the entire rest of the evening reading. I finished on Monday- and must say that I enjoyed it very much.
Monday- work then reading. Kyle did convince me to take a break long enough to walk him. Hubby called for our nightly chat when I had about 50 pages left and I told him I'd have to call him back.
Okay, enough of the day by day. I've decided I need to get on the Ellipse again. Before I felt so guilty thinking that I should be out with Kyle instead. However, he gets so tired walking in this heat (and so do I!) that being outside isn't always the best option. So I've soothed my conscience with the idea that I'll walk Kyle for as long as we both want and then if I think I need more exercise then I'll get on the Ellipse. So far that's worked. ;) Though it still freaks Kyle out to see me using the Ellipse. The cats don't care, but that doggins will run in to see me and then run away, and then run back in, and so on. I figure we're both getting exercise this way. ;)
Last Friday I just got fed up with myself. I kept seeing all these writing update posts that my friends have been making. This is really good- and several of you have been doing well. Me? Not so well in that area. So I got fed up and decided that I needed to set up an area that was strictly for writing. We have a computer desk that wasn't really getting used (Dylan* tends to get moved wherever we need him to be) in Leo's room. So I spent Friday evening moving things around, cleaning up Leo's room, and created my Writing Nook. It's very nice. So say I. Last night was the first time I really took the time to visit in. The desk is clear so I can either handwrite (my favorite) or bring Dylan in.
I was sitting there, attempting to read through one of my stories so that I could pick up its flavor and continue on. Sasha decided she needed to help. First she just kept popping her head up behind the desk. Then she was on the desk on lying on my first and second drafts of this particular story. Then she was ON the notepad I was trying to use. I explained that she wasn't really helping and she grabbed my pen. And when she wasn't trying to editorialize with the pen she was trying to chew on Ringo's earphone cords. (By the by, have you picked up on the fact that I name almost everything?) Understanding my defeat, I went to finish putting away some laundry. Hubby had almost completed two loads of laundry when he had to go to work, a few items had been left on the bed for Leo to sleep on... er, for me to put away. When I got back to the Writing Nook Sasha was ON MY CHAIR! So she got booted to a comfy bed and I resumed trying to write. Eventually she gave up playing editor and contented herself with curling up on the floor between the chair legs. Meant I had to be very careful where I put my feet...
I did feel a little sorry for Kyle last night, however. He couldn't be too close to me while I was on the Ellipse, mostly because he runs from it. Then I was in Leo's room- and Kyle isn't allowed in there. He's really cute, he'll lie down right on the edge of the doorway and look mournfully in at me. After a little while, and my not giving in, he decided to just hang out in his crate. There was a biiiig sigh to let me know how happy he was with THAT. Later I discovered that he'd felt the need to drag one of my three pound handweights into the living room to use as a chew toy. o_0? It's not really damaged, the rubber/whatever coating around the outside has teeth dents in it, but it still works well as a weight. I just can't figure why he thought it was a good thing to chew on.
So why is it when I think I have nothing to say that all these words come out, but when I have something I want to say they get stuck? Or is it simply that I'm good at using a lot of words to say nothing? ;)
In any case, my brain seems to have two levels- fully functioning, and not. (see Friday night- that was 'awake') It's cyclical, which is annoying. I was explaining to the hubby that sometimes it seems like I'm alert and that's when I get these ideas and these really workable plans. So a plan is made, instructions are given, and then it's like my brain goes on vacation. Shortly (usually a couple weeks) the vacation is over and much, MUCH frustration is to be had as none of the instructions have been followed, or were only followed for a few days. And it's not like they were hard. And it does follow a cycle. So I'm going to the Doc in a week or so (amazingly enough my doctor has evening hours so I won't have to miss work! o_O? ) for general reasons and figure I'll bring this up too. This waking and sleeping brain cycle has me terribly frustrated (when I'm awake) and just dull when I'm not. I'm almost hoping it's something like a hormonal imbalance that can be taken care of- mostly because I don't really think it's purely a mental thing. I say that because of the times when the frustrations/waking take place. Hubby, in all his nursing wisdom, tends to agree with me. Though I have to say that I haven't ruled it out entirely. Although the idea of a fully functioning me is kind of scary, awake me tends to have a lot more energy- mental and physical.
See, toldja, flood of words. Is good, I needed to get some of that in writing. Bored at work, couldja tell? ;) Bosses say they want me to spend more time working, I've tried to tell them that means they have to give me more work to do! Since they're not here (Thursday is Mrs. Boss's day off) I am! So now I go to read your posts. :)
*Quick cast list- Dylan=Laptop, Ringo=iPod, Mojo=my car, Kyle=dog, Leo=hubby's cat, Sasha=my cat.
Saturday hubby and I did babysit for my nephew- allowing the Bro and SIL to go to dinner and a movie (they saw the new Harry Potter). It was a lot of fun. E. was such the good baby! He only got a little fussy when it was around time to eat or he needed a diaper change. Other than that he was all laughs and smiles. After waking up from his first short nap he did kind of look at my strangely kind of a 'ummm, not that I mind, but who are you?' sort of thing. Then he was picked up and cuddled and just fine with everything. The dogs were a bit crazy, but then they always are.
Sunday hubby and I headed to see Order of the Phoenix. The movie was good, though some parts were a little 'hrm?' and could have used some explanation. I have to say though that I absolutely *adored* Luna. She's one of my new favorites, totally loopy, but really sweet, and you have to be clever to get into Ravenclaw- right? And I liked her Patronus. After the movie I then insisted we stop by Schulers to pick up Book 7. We have all the others in trade paperback, but I really wanted to read the book before it was spoiled for me (as book 6 was). So we each got a book and then when we got home I delayed starting the book long enough to make some dinner. Then proceeded to spend the entire rest of the evening reading. I finished on Monday- and must say that I enjoyed it very much.
Monday- work then reading. Kyle did convince me to take a break long enough to walk him. Hubby called for our nightly chat when I had about 50 pages left and I told him I'd have to call him back.
Okay, enough of the day by day. I've decided I need to get on the Ellipse again. Before I felt so guilty thinking that I should be out with Kyle instead. However, he gets so tired walking in this heat (and so do I!) that being outside isn't always the best option. So I've soothed my conscience with the idea that I'll walk Kyle for as long as we both want and then if I think I need more exercise then I'll get on the Ellipse. So far that's worked. ;) Though it still freaks Kyle out to see me using the Ellipse. The cats don't care, but that doggins will run in to see me and then run away, and then run back in, and so on. I figure we're both getting exercise this way. ;)
Last Friday I just got fed up with myself. I kept seeing all these writing update posts that my friends have been making. This is really good- and several of you have been doing well. Me? Not so well in that area. So I got fed up and decided that I needed to set up an area that was strictly for writing. We have a computer desk that wasn't really getting used (Dylan* tends to get moved wherever we need him to be) in Leo's room. So I spent Friday evening moving things around, cleaning up Leo's room, and created my Writing Nook. It's very nice. So say I. Last night was the first time I really took the time to visit in. The desk is clear so I can either handwrite (my favorite) or bring Dylan in.
I was sitting there, attempting to read through one of my stories so that I could pick up its flavor and continue on. Sasha decided she needed to help. First she just kept popping her head up behind the desk. Then she was on the desk on lying on my first and second drafts of this particular story. Then she was ON the notepad I was trying to use. I explained that she wasn't really helping and she grabbed my pen. And when she wasn't trying to editorialize with the pen she was trying to chew on Ringo's earphone cords. (By the by, have you picked up on the fact that I name almost everything?) Understanding my defeat, I went to finish putting away some laundry. Hubby had almost completed two loads of laundry when he had to go to work, a few items had been left on the bed for Leo to sleep on... er, for me to put away. When I got back to the Writing Nook Sasha was ON MY CHAIR! So she got booted to a comfy bed and I resumed trying to write. Eventually she gave up playing editor and contented herself with curling up on the floor between the chair legs. Meant I had to be very careful where I put my feet...
I did feel a little sorry for Kyle last night, however. He couldn't be too close to me while I was on the Ellipse, mostly because he runs from it. Then I was in Leo's room- and Kyle isn't allowed in there. He's really cute, he'll lie down right on the edge of the doorway and look mournfully in at me. After a little while, and my not giving in, he decided to just hang out in his crate. There was a biiiig sigh to let me know how happy he was with THAT. Later I discovered that he'd felt the need to drag one of my three pound handweights into the living room to use as a chew toy. o_0? It's not really damaged, the rubber/whatever coating around the outside has teeth dents in it, but it still works well as a weight. I just can't figure why he thought it was a good thing to chew on.
So why is it when I think I have nothing to say that all these words come out, but when I have something I want to say they get stuck? Or is it simply that I'm good at using a lot of words to say nothing? ;)
In any case, my brain seems to have two levels- fully functioning, and not. (see Friday night- that was 'awake') It's cyclical, which is annoying. I was explaining to the hubby that sometimes it seems like I'm alert and that's when I get these ideas and these really workable plans. So a plan is made, instructions are given, and then it's like my brain goes on vacation. Shortly (usually a couple weeks) the vacation is over and much, MUCH frustration is to be had as none of the instructions have been followed, or were only followed for a few days. And it's not like they were hard. And it does follow a cycle. So I'm going to the Doc in a week or so (amazingly enough my doctor has evening hours so I won't have to miss work! o_O? ) for general reasons and figure I'll bring this up too. This waking and sleeping brain cycle has me terribly frustrated (when I'm awake) and just dull when I'm not. I'm almost hoping it's something like a hormonal imbalance that can be taken care of- mostly because I don't really think it's purely a mental thing. I say that because of the times when the frustrations/waking take place. Hubby, in all his nursing wisdom, tends to agree with me. Though I have to say that I haven't ruled it out entirely. Although the idea of a fully functioning me is kind of scary, awake me tends to have a lot more energy- mental and physical.
See, toldja, flood of words. Is good, I needed to get some of that in writing. Bored at work, couldja tell? ;) Bosses say they want me to spend more time working, I've tried to tell them that means they have to give me more work to do! Since they're not here (Thursday is Mrs. Boss's day off) I am! So now I go to read your posts. :)
*Quick cast list- Dylan=Laptop, Ringo=iPod, Mojo=my car, Kyle=dog, Leo=hubby's cat, Sasha=my cat.
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