Right now if you were to walk into my apartment, your first impression would likely be that I've been robbed. It's a mess. But it's MY mess.... ..... ..... Ugh, yeah, that logic isn't working. Why is it SO HARD to keep my place clean and orderly? I need a manservant. A tidy muscular manservant.
I was horrified last night when I read an article about the earmarks in the economic stimulus plan. As you know, I am SO politically minded. So you can understand my outrage when I read about the millions of dollars being spent to eradicate the Mormon cricket in the Northwest. Outraged because I think this issue actually deserve billions, if not trillions, and should be immediately elevated to national security levels. Can you imagine how terrifying it would be to have swarms and hordes of "roaches with grasshopper legs" tear through your town?!? One lady even said she would wake up to these 3-inch long MONSTERS in her BED! AUGH! Just reading that made me sleep with the light on. Lets all rally congress to supply more funding so that we can get this problem cleared up before the abominations make their way to the East Coast.
Please, write to your congressman today.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Welcome Back, Sanity
The last few weeks here at homestead Chatfield Lite have been kind of rough. I started getting behind at work- and if I haven't mentioned before, I work from home, so there is nary a time when a distraction is not but a few inches away. See also: 460 square foot apartment. Nothing is ever more than a few inches away. Unless it is in someone elses place.
Anyway, so I got behind on a bit of work, and then I started working frantically to get caught up. All that work then led to gross neglect of domestic responsibilities. And then mail started piling up. And then I kept forgetting to call about renewing my lease. And then my dishes didn't wash themselves and I ran out of underwear and I got a letter from the DMV about insuring my car that I don't drive that I didn't realize needed to be insured while it wasn't being used. But now I know. So last night I got to an ugly place where I realized I was running low on non-guilt related issues in my personal and professional life. So I went over to boyfriends house and watched Harry Potter.
Ok, so that last part wasn't quite the solution I was looking for, but today I have my resolve back and my dignity is also not so far away. I'm staying in today not only because of the overwhelming responsibilities that I've neglected, but also because Mother Nature or Father Time or Aunt Flo or some other obscure relative/mythical force of nature decided to dump 5 inches of snow on the ground. Just the excuse I need to get caught up on work and life! I'm doing things in phases. Work for an hour, TV for 15 (er...or was it 30?) minutes, clean the kitchen for an hour (yes, it took an hour), put some clothes away, and back to work. Oh, and blog. Always blog.
Today is officially Get Your Shit Together Day in honor of that person whom I sometimes wish I were if only becoming her didn't cut into my reruns of NCIS. Happy GYST-D everyone!
Anyway, so I got behind on a bit of work, and then I started working frantically to get caught up. All that work then led to gross neglect of domestic responsibilities. And then mail started piling up. And then I kept forgetting to call about renewing my lease. And then my dishes didn't wash themselves and I ran out of underwear and I got a letter from the DMV about insuring my car that I don't drive that I didn't realize needed to be insured while it wasn't being used. But now I know. So last night I got to an ugly place where I realized I was running low on non-guilt related issues in my personal and professional life. So I went over to boyfriends house and watched Harry Potter.
Ok, so that last part wasn't quite the solution I was looking for, but today I have my resolve back and my dignity is also not so far away. I'm staying in today not only because of the overwhelming responsibilities that I've neglected, but also because Mother Nature or Father Time or Aunt Flo or some other obscure relative/mythical force of nature decided to dump 5 inches of snow on the ground. Just the excuse I need to get caught up on work and life! I'm doing things in phases. Work for an hour, TV for 15 (er...or was it 30?) minutes, clean the kitchen for an hour (yes, it took an hour), put some clothes away, and back to work. Oh, and blog. Always blog.
Today is officially Get Your Shit Together Day in honor of that person whom I sometimes wish I were if only becoming her didn't cut into my reruns of NCIS. Happy GYST-D everyone!
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