weary

That’s what coming into this office feels like. I’m sure I’ll look back over months of these entries and say “Damn, I hated that job!” Oh well, you gotta do what you gotta do (and what pays well). I spent most of yesterday with a migraine headache, so once I was fairly mobile I went about cleaning up the place, then put up a second web camera. Now one near the computer and one in the living room. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to put anymore anyplace else. I mean, it was different when all I had was a one-room existence, but now, I think I like having my bedroom to myself. Not that anything goes on in there lately anyway.

I also bought lamps last night, which is what I think the living room was missing all along. Having more light in there made it a bit more pleasant to be in that room. Plus I got these huge pillows at WalMart to sit and recline on. I like them so much I’m getting a few more when I get off work tonight.

I need to get out of the habit of calling Michael late at night. I think it’s promoting the idea in his mind that we’re “ok”. Which we are. We just have two different definitions of it. I suppose I should have a talk with him, but when to do it? He seems too busy and he’s having a party this weekend, which I probably won’t be going to, just ‘cos it would be too weird for me. In addition to knowing maybe all of 2 or 3 other people there, it’s just not a situation I want to be in.

Hmm, I sat idle with this for a while, so that means send it and write more later…

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