back to work
Nov. 29th, 2004 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emchyit is so strange coming back to the office after and honest to goodness nice break from it all
i was actually able to relax and enjoy for most of the weekend
shocking my sweetie when at one point she realized that i was not in my usual hurry
crazy
the sad thing is that money troubles continue to freak me out, and then it is tears and panic and frustration when all i really want to do is book a plane ticket to new orleans and walk along the river, amble down royal and burgundy, dig out those small shops that still have character on the fringes of the quarter... sigh
i am not as cranky about sf as i have been recently - in fact (you devils) many of my shiny new friends, and good art things happening are making me love it here again, for the first time in three or four years i am not as focused on leaving
but being back at work is hard. last night - had people over to make the tree pretty, and it is. but right before guests came over we found more cat pee in the living room corner. many bottles of vinegar and boxes of baking soda, an entire tom waits collection of CDs and some Charles Mingus, the entire CD shelving unit, the comfy green chair - all used up and ruined. this is a reminder to always seal the wood on things, because unsealed wood ABSORBS LIQUID. and for any artsy musicians out there, i love the cardboard funky cool cd cases, but again cardboard ABSORBS LIQUID. so many cds are now orphaned of their cases and linear notes. sigh.
just not a fun way to end a vacation or to start a party.
so now i just want to go home - to some comfy clean couch and cuddle up and watch cheesy movies, worry about nothing - not my weight, not money, not getting published, not health issues, not cat pee, not holiday presents, just watch cheesy movies and smile and laugh, i miss smiling and laughing
i was actually able to relax and enjoy for most of the weekend
shocking my sweetie when at one point she realized that i was not in my usual hurry
crazy
the sad thing is that money troubles continue to freak me out, and then it is tears and panic and frustration when all i really want to do is book a plane ticket to new orleans and walk along the river, amble down royal and burgundy, dig out those small shops that still have character on the fringes of the quarter... sigh
i am not as cranky about sf as i have been recently - in fact (you devils) many of my shiny new friends, and good art things happening are making me love it here again, for the first time in three or four years i am not as focused on leaving
but being back at work is hard. last night - had people over to make the tree pretty, and it is. but right before guests came over we found more cat pee in the living room corner. many bottles of vinegar and boxes of baking soda, an entire tom waits collection of CDs and some Charles Mingus, the entire CD shelving unit, the comfy green chair - all used up and ruined. this is a reminder to always seal the wood on things, because unsealed wood ABSORBS LIQUID. and for any artsy musicians out there, i love the cardboard funky cool cd cases, but again cardboard ABSORBS LIQUID. so many cds are now orphaned of their cases and linear notes. sigh.
just not a fun way to end a vacation or to start a party.
so now i just want to go home - to some comfy clean couch and cuddle up and watch cheesy movies, worry about nothing - not my weight, not money, not getting published, not health issues, not cat pee, not holiday presents, just watch cheesy movies and smile and laugh, i miss smiling and laughing
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I can so relate to this!!! (addition of personal rant)
Date: 2004-11-29 12:17 pm (UTC)I have just spent an hour being shuttled around by citibank, and count them FIVE 1-800 numbers, with an answering machine at the end of it all.If you are in debt, you are a badbadbad person whose time doesn't mean a thing. You have nothing better to do than to pay them, never mind that they act like they don't want to get paid, or that they'll take money out of your account over the holidays while they close early and you can't reach them until sometime in the next week or the person with your numbers is on vacation.
I am FINALLY done with shame around my debt.It took awhile, but after being good-copped, bad-copped, humiliated and even brought to tears, I am not having any more of it. As if they knew the circumstances that got me here in the first place, or they even have any right to.
I love NO, too, and huge portions---uh, it's worth going just for the food, not to mention the beauty & the music.