I feel like I've been somewhat productive today. I cleaned all my clothes and sheets and doona cover and let the pillows and doona sanitize on the line in the hot sun for a few hours, so that feels good, to have clean sheets.
I feel my age though. That's not bad, but it does make me take stock of the things I still have not yet started, like all the creative projects I've been wanting to get going on for years, and still cannot seem to find the motivation, or know where to even start, so I just put it off, and that makes me feel like i am wasting my precious time...especially when I then fart around on the computer checking facebook and stuff like that.
I feel sweaty and unable to really get cool, even with the fan on. I feel a little claustrophobic but it's too hot to go outside. I still haven't gone to the phone booth to call my brother, and I'm sure he is upset that I didn't call for his birthday. I'm trying to figure out if I really care though? I feel a bit diabolical to admit that I don't...much.
I'm happy that the boss has given me the day off saturday so I can be with my real family of friends, and be in their film clip for a music video. It's gonna be so fun and I'm looking forward to dressing up and seeing them all. I am worried that the boss is going to tell me I have to work wednesday instead, and I will have to tell her I cannot as I have a ticket to see Tomahawk that evening, which I paid nearly three times the amount of it's worth on ebay, and am not missing it for anything. I will quit if she makes a fuss...that is how much I love this band.
I feel my age though. That's not bad, but it does make me take stock of the things I still have not yet started, like all the creative projects I've been wanting to get going on for years, and still cannot seem to find the motivation, or know where to even start, so I just put it off, and that makes me feel like i am wasting my precious time...especially when I then fart around on the computer checking facebook and stuff like that.
I feel sweaty and unable to really get cool, even with the fan on. I feel a little claustrophobic but it's too hot to go outside. I still haven't gone to the phone booth to call my brother, and I'm sure he is upset that I didn't call for his birthday. I'm trying to figure out if I really care though? I feel a bit diabolical to admit that I don't...much.
I'm happy that the boss has given me the day off saturday so I can be with my real family of friends, and be in their film clip for a music video. It's gonna be so fun and I'm looking forward to dressing up and seeing them all. I am worried that the boss is going to tell me I have to work wednesday instead, and I will have to tell her I cannot as I have a ticket to see Tomahawk that evening, which I paid nearly three times the amount of it's worth on ebay, and am not missing it for anything. I will quit if she makes a fuss...that is how much I love this band.