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I am so not jazzed about going to work tomorrow morning - first time since last Tuesday. I could easily never work again and still feel like I accomplished things. I would have the cleanest house in town and all of my laundry would be April Fresh all the time.
We hit up a potluck/cook out at Liz and Matt's place this afternoon. I'm sure it's still going on now as they planned to watch the fireworks together, but I needed to not be in public for a little while. This has been a heck of a weekend in a lot of ways (big argument with Jen, Grandma fell at Uncle Joe's place, the HSG scheduling nightmare) and I just couldn't do any more small talk and happy chat. The company was pleasant but I started to feel like I wasn't - so I bailed, right before Jess entered. Whoops, sorry Jess.
We started looking at houses in Western Mass online again. I daydream about homo-ownership and lawns, gardens and color schemes, mortgages and moving vans. Boston was great to me when I lived here in 1997-1998 but I feel like it hates me this time around. As Liz would say, "Shit sandwich." Jen says it's just bad luck but we're both big believers in karma so sometimes I don't know what to think. What are we doing wrong to the Universe? Like I don't have enough guilt. ;)
Fireworks should be starting in about an hour. Thank goodness for television. I love going to live fireworks displays but I can't for the life of me understand why Boston insists on having them late at night on the 4th when you have to go back to work in the morning. Columbus always does their big show on the 3rd. That makes much more sense to me.
We hit up a potluck/cook out at Liz and Matt's place this afternoon. I'm sure it's still going on now as they planned to watch the fireworks together, but I needed to not be in public for a little while. This has been a heck of a weekend in a lot of ways (big argument with Jen, Grandma fell at Uncle Joe's place, the HSG scheduling nightmare) and I just couldn't do any more small talk and happy chat. The company was pleasant but I started to feel like I wasn't - so I bailed, right before Jess entered. Whoops, sorry Jess.
We started looking at houses in Western Mass online again. I daydream about homo-ownership and lawns, gardens and color schemes, mortgages and moving vans. Boston was great to me when I lived here in 1997-1998 but I feel like it hates me this time around. As Liz would say, "Shit sandwich." Jen says it's just bad luck but we're both big believers in karma so sometimes I don't know what to think. What are we doing wrong to the Universe? Like I don't have enough guilt. ;)
Fireworks should be starting in about an hour. Thank goodness for television. I love going to live fireworks displays but I can't for the life of me understand why Boston insists on having them late at night on the 4th when you have to go back to work in the morning. Columbus always does their big show on the 3rd. That makes much more sense to me.
