September 13, 2013
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simmer
Not so frustrated as I was yesterday. I mean. I’ll figure it out. And maybe things will be okay after all. I just need to chill for a bit. It will all be alright.
Plus, Saturday will be the Renaissance Festival with my youngest sister, so that should be fun (minus my being tempted to spend money I should not spend) and whatnot. Then on Tuesday, I will go see Toni. Her parents are visiting from Florida, and we had one of our terse Facebook chat conversations the other day…she said I should come meet the creatures who spawned her. That can be arranged.
I am almost anxious to see her–not on her account, but because I think we are each secretly trying to convert the other’s taste in music…so I have made a CD for her of things I like that seem related to music she has recommended for me. And I don’t have an extra case, so it is spinning away in my car until I visit her again. I like all the songs, but I would also like to not hear them anymore because they are getting stuck in my brain and skipping so only a little part plays over and over the way songs do when you want to not hear them.
And Thursday. I don’t know what I will do. Probably stay home and stew about only having been assigned four days this week. But I only need to figure out how to stretch things for three extra hours to get in a full week…I’m sure I’ll manage. I must.
Ah. Ah well.
