Wow, I think we may have actually figured out where we're going to put the crib! Amazing. Of course, it involves moving two full bookshelves upstairs and buying M a new dresser, but at least he needed a new one anyway.
Whoa, Kate, I just had a memory: remember the last time I was determined to get a car? I was up visiting you in Northampton. (Not the last time, three years ago, but before that...I don't remember the year. Do you know when it was? I can't place it.) I made you watch the first two seasons of SPN and you made me watch a bunch of SGA, and was that when your roommate had the prairie dog? Now I'm all confused.
I do remember that! It was Labor Day weekend of... 2006, maybe? I think that was the height of my SGA obsession. If it had been 2007, we would have spent the whole time watching bandom videos.
It does sound like your NYU neuro has a really good handle on all this, and if he thinks you're OK to drive, that sounds like as good a confirmation as you're going to get.
You might also want to grab a thing of soap and a roll of paper towels and a hand towel or two. Always good to have in a new place before everything else.
I did this one already! Does that mean I don't have to do anything else?
Today I'm going to spend time with my folks, explain that we're hiring new help for them who will start this week, suffer through an hour-long argument which will be repetitive and painful, and then go have drinks with a friend to de-stress from dealing with my mother. Joy.
Consuela, I don't know what your mother's memory is like, but is there any benefit to not telling her before-hand? If you'll have to have the same argument both times (now and when the person actually gets there), it might be worth it to you to avoid discussing it more than once. If it's an argument with your father, too, that might be different. (These are the kinds of strategies we discuss in my support group, and I think they have helped people....)
I do remember that! It was Labor Day weekend of... 2006, maybe? I think that was the height of my SGA obsession. If it had been 2007, we would have spent the whole time watching bandom videos.
Fandom Dating - more accurate than carbon dating.
I am a SuperPacker and would help, but, alas, I am in Kansas.
Oh, and ION, I think I just found an awesome job to apply to, but now I'm scared. I wasn't really going to be looking just yet.
Applying for jobs right now is like Whack-A-Mole. If something interesting pops its head up, toss a resume at it before it disappears. Applying isn't looking, anyway?!
It's kind of hiliarious how the summary paragraph thing someone I worked with years ago made me put at the top of my resume is actually working on me -- it's reminding me that I am good at stuff! (My current job really doesn't use my strengths and needs someone with strengths I don't have...)
Have not sent the book to msbelle yet. I am going to the post office today for other reasons. I will need her mailing address - if you already have it then you should do it.
Shit, it's self-eval time. I wonder if this year will be easier because of my blowout couple months? My manager has instructed me to brag, my boss seems to have noticed me working harder. I dunno.
My head hurts like...anyway. I need to get my hair cut. I like it so much better when it's just stubble, but, damn, I don't want to leave the house... Oh, well. It's not like I have to look at me.
Did I mention one of my cousins is engaged? She's engaged. I've never met her fiancée, because I've only seen her once since 1993 because I'm avoiding the East Coast and her aunt like a plague, but I will certainly be there for her wedding with bells on. I'm so psyched.
Also, we need good news more in the family.
So far today we've taken down the Christmas tree, the cat tried to eat one of the little broken branches, and Stephen stepped on my hand.
I want to go back to bed.
