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Two-Kid Wednesday
Nov. 9th, 2005 09:28 pmI'm fighting off a cold right now.
That's what my Boss tells us to say. I guess it's some sort of "Power of Positive Thinking" crap, somehow more empowering to say than "I think I'm coming down with something." She has some sort of belief that if we /say/ we're fighting something off, we won't get sick. Really, I think she doesn't ever want us to miss work. What should she care, she left for a week in St. John today. Lucky.
I have a killer headache but that didn't stop me from talking to Wink for nearly an hour this evening, a conversation sparked because he cracked me up in his recent e-mail about spotting The Shat (W. Shatner) somewhere in town. (He's in LA. Ooh la la.) I do believe it was the sentence, "Or should I say, 'Shat myself?'" that did me in. I'm so easily amused.
It was Two-Kid Wednesday so I actually managed to pound through a significant amount of work on my desk /and/ file two weeks' worth of progress notes. I consider this a huge accomplishment, even if freeing all of this time up was disastrous to the Productivity thing. Aah well, I'm sure last week will cover it.
You know, I really wish love was easy. I don't know how anyone does it. Personally, I don't know if I'm coming or going most days. I can wake up in the morning on the wrong side of the bed and immediately get into a tizzy over something she's done or said, and ten minutes later when I'm still feeling down about it, all I want is to crawl into her arms. There's something mildly /wrong/ about that. How can I want comfort from the person who caused me to want comfort? Love, you're a crazy beast.
I really hope a time comes, and soon, when things settle down around us and we can go back to being Crazy In Love again. Those were good times, and I miss them. There's nothing quite like falling in love, and all of the living together and daily life stuff just messes with that in a lot of ways. Whatever happened to wanting to hold onto every moment and devote every ounce of energy to falling in love? I would like to bottle some of that and sip it every time Real Life tries to get in the way of my love affair.
I just want to go back to those wild and crazy, carefree, nutty-in-love days:
How do those of you in Long Term Loves keep that courtship spark? I'm all ears.
That's what my Boss tells us to say. I guess it's some sort of "Power of Positive Thinking" crap, somehow more empowering to say than "I think I'm coming down with something." She has some sort of belief that if we /say/ we're fighting something off, we won't get sick. Really, I think she doesn't ever want us to miss work. What should she care, she left for a week in St. John today. Lucky.
I have a killer headache but that didn't stop me from talking to Wink for nearly an hour this evening, a conversation sparked because he cracked me up in his recent e-mail about spotting The Shat (W. Shatner) somewhere in town. (He's in LA. Ooh la la.) I do believe it was the sentence, "Or should I say, 'Shat myself?'" that did me in. I'm so easily amused.
It was Two-Kid Wednesday so I actually managed to pound through a significant amount of work on my desk /and/ file two weeks' worth of progress notes. I consider this a huge accomplishment, even if freeing all of this time up was disastrous to the Productivity thing. Aah well, I'm sure last week will cover it.
You know, I really wish love was easy. I don't know how anyone does it. Personally, I don't know if I'm coming or going most days. I can wake up in the morning on the wrong side of the bed and immediately get into a tizzy over something she's done or said, and ten minutes later when I'm still feeling down about it, all I want is to crawl into her arms. There's something mildly /wrong/ about that. How can I want comfort from the person who caused me to want comfort? Love, you're a crazy beast.
I really hope a time comes, and soon, when things settle down around us and we can go back to being Crazy In Love again. Those were good times, and I miss them. There's nothing quite like falling in love, and all of the living together and daily life stuff just messes with that in a lot of ways. Whatever happened to wanting to hold onto every moment and devote every ounce of energy to falling in love? I would like to bottle some of that and sip it every time Real Life tries to get in the way of my love affair.
I just want to go back to those wild and crazy, carefree, nutty-in-love days:
How do those of you in Long Term Loves keep that courtship spark? I'm all ears.
