woe is me
So lucky me was up at 3:30. That’s only 4.5 hours sleep – ugh.
Here’s my thoughts…
3:30 – ahh, good, I still have an hour and a half left to sleep.
4:00 – I can still get an hour’s sleep, not bad.
4:15 – ugh, stop thinking about all the crap I have to do today, I can still get some sleep!
4:45 – this sucks! Maybe I should skip the gym and sleep to 7.
4:55 – if I would like to eat today (a couple of my girlfriends are coming over tonight to apps, cocktails and hot tub), I better go to the gym.
4:49 – get to the alarm and reset it for William before it goes off.
Not so super awesome things today –
– Eye doctor appointment. I REALLY need glasses. I lost my 3 year old pair in Cleveland, and Shank recently ate my 5 year old pair. I’m spending a lot of time on the computer lately, and my eyes are bugging me. Also, I’m driving to Florida in a couple of weeks, and will certainly need glasses.
– A bunch of work and emailing to do.
– Can’t walk the dogs, as Shank’s foot is still healing (did I blog about that? I don’t think so… another time).
– MomG is in London and my mom is busy all day today, so that means I’m going to have two ornery dogs to deal with.
– I have a headache.
Good things today –
– Girlfriends are coming over tonight
– It’s one day closer to Shank being good to walk (Either Saturday or Tuesday – due to ‘Family Day’ on Monday, the vet is closed – have to make an appointment)
What I would like –
To take a nap, eat something, not have a headache, walk the dogs, skip to about 6pm tonight.
Ah well, if that’s all I have to complain about, I’m not doing so bad.
That pretty much sums it up… I seriously have the winter blahs. Yesterday I became very well acquainted with the couch, and did not move from it until I went to bed. At 9:45. I think that my complete and utter lack of movement yesterday left me even bluer, as I felt like a giant, fat sloth. I feel guilty for not doing anything yesterday… I feel like I should have done something – anything! Oh… I did consume my body weight in food yesterday… that's something….
This morning appears to be a repeat… the sky is gray, the yard is a mix of off white snow marked with dog poo and brownish grass. The field is muddy brown with brown weeds at its edge. I see some crows out there, and even they look bored. Perhaps the only thing worse than several days of extreme cold and snow is the thaw. It leaves everything muddy and dirty, and it can't be trusted, as it's only early February, and we all can very well expect another foot or so of the white stuff anytime. It ain't over yet folks…
This time of year all the fun things seem so far away… Our cruise is not for 7 more weeks (I know, I know, I know I'm very lucky to be going on a vacation at all)… golf doesn't start until the beginning of April (and there will be serious stress for me during this entire season, but I know, I know, at least I get to golf… beats working)… there is no reason to celebrate except Billy's birthday and our anniversary which is still next month… So what to do during this layover? I guess the best thing I can do is work now to relieve some pressure I know I'll have during the golf season (running a tournament, captain of the 18 hole league, scorekeeper for the 9 hole) and do as much as I can in the house in Windsor, so they can get it sold.
I also should appreciate the time Billy and I have together being sloth like and lazy. He works hard and deserves those kind of days, and wants me to be with him. That's a good thing that I should celebrate – oh, hey look at that…
I read today on msn that green eyes are the rarest eye colour, less than 2% of the population, (mostly being of Nordic descent). Growing up I always wanted vibrant blue eyes, and I hated the colour green as it seemed that everything in our house was green: the floors, the furniture, some walls…
Now *some people* say that my eyes aren't green, and I say to them, please allow me the one thing that makes me special… I haven't the mind of a genius, the body of a supermodel, or the face of a cover girl. I haven't any outstanding talents, I'm not the most popular, the funniest, and I don't make any money to speak of…
But, I do have green eyes…