Archive for January, 2010

Today is Thursday

Thursday, January 28th, 2010

Today is Thursday.  This morning I woke up to my alarm ringing at 5:50 and discovered that I had the majority of the comforter on my side of the bed.  Again.  After snoozing my alarm, I pulled the cover back onto Justin’s side of the bed and curled up behind him to wait for the five minutes before my alarm would ring again.  And again.  And then again.  And, just for kicks, one more time.  And then I gave him a kiss on the arm, crawled from under the blankets, and got out of bed, movement that startled him awake and caused him to look at his clock and say that he hadn’t heard my alarm ringing.

I showered, I found clothing to wear, I went downstairs to pull together the pieces of my lunch.  I made time to load and run the dishwasher to try to eliminate the smell emanating from the sink.  I went outside to start my car, warming it up to clear the frost from the windshield.  Then I went back upstairs to dry my hair before curling back up in bed behind Justin, waking him up and enjoying some time together before I left for the day.  Yesterday I skipped drying my hair because I was running late – my hair would dry on its own, but the cuddles could not be made up later.  Even if it’s only for a minute because I’m running late, I find time to curl up for hugs and cuddles and good mornings with my husband.

I drove to work, walked in from the parking lot, and clocked in to work.  I put my lunch in the fridge and microwaved my oatmeal.  I filled my water bottle and put water in the tea pot.  I ate my oatmeal and checked my email and went over projects that I finished yesterday.

I started the week with four documents to review and several projects.  I completed reviewing three of those documents – one for initial submittal, one for future review by coworkers, and another for immediate coworker review.  I may receive changes to the documents at any time, but at the moment, they are as complete as I can make them.

Today I intended to complete reviewing the remaining document to get it prepared for coworker review early next week.  But halfway through the morning, I was assigned a new document. It’s a lot more complicated than the documents I usually edit, and I’m writing it from scratch, following a template.  It’s going to take me several days, and that’s without taking time out to work on updating the calendar of tasks for my department and making changes to that schedule, and the other many projects that land on my desk every day.

Unfortunately, this means that I did not start preparing for a presentation that I have been assigned to complete next Thursday.  I have a lot of work to do there, but the schedule must be upheld!

During my lunch-hour walk, I got distracted from my exercise by a bat on the ground.  A bat of the furry, nocturnal kind, not the wooden, baseball kind.  It was curled up on the ground next to the walking trail, and I thought it was dead until I moved a pine needle off its back and saw that it was breathing.  I don’t know how the poor thing ended up on the ground, but I couldn’t just leave it there.  So I tried to get it to latch onto a stick so I could put it on the top of the nearby fence, from where it should be able to launch.  It didn’t want to hold onto the stick, so I ended up picking it up with two sticks and moving it, and then it didn’t want to hold onto the fence, either.  By then, it had hissed at me several times and we were both getting agitated, so I left it at the bottom of the fence, in the hopes that it could figure out how to climb up by itself once dusk fell.  And I covered it up with a few leaves so hopefully it wouldn’t get too hot in the sun and hopefully no passing wild animal would snack on it.

When I got inside, I looked it up on the internet, and apparently I was on the right track, trying to get it to latch onto a stick.  I should have moved it to a leafy spot on a tree instead of a wire fence, but since it didn’t want to hold onto the stick, it doesn’t really matter.

The rest of my afternoon was filled with trying to understand my new project, completing other tasks assigned to me, emailing people to invite them to a meeting, trying to see if I needed to reschedule that meeting, receiving the notice that we would not be rescheduling it, emailing more people to find out what was wrong with my source data, talking with people to figure out what I should do with the incorrect source data, and puzzling and puzzling and puzzling over what was different between one document and three others and why that was the case.  And thinking about that bat and trying to decide what to do about it.

At 5:00 I clocked off from work.  I walked out to my car, pulled out a pair of leather gloves from my toolbox and a shoe box from my trunk, and walked back out to where I’d left the bat.  It wasn’t there.  I poked all over looking for it but I couldn’t find a single sign of it.  It didn’t look like there had been a struggle, so I’m holding onto the belief that it crawled or climbed off somewhere and found its way home.  I haven’t got a clue what I would have done with it if I’d managed to get it into the shoe box.  I’m glad I didn’t have to figure that one out.

I went home and turned on my computer to listen to the music for band practice, something I should have done before then, but hadn’t managed to do.  I was still doing that when Justin got home.  We chatted for a while about what was going on with our day before I went to go finish listening and poking at my computer.  He went and did the same.

And then I went to band practice.  I really enjoy getting to sing with the band.  I missed being able to enjoy music with other people in that way.  We went through our songs, a couple of which were familiar but I enjoyed the refresher, and one of which was completely new and I have a lot of practice on my own to do before Sunday morning.

I left, got gas on my way home, and made it back to the house and to my computer, to now.  And I don’t know why this is the post that I’m doing today, but I’ve been working on it all day long, trying to keep track of my day.  I found it an interesting exercise.  Obviously, my afternoon got a little away from me, but it got really complicated there for several hours where I was doing several things at once, one of which was really stupidly complicated.

But there you go!  That was my Thursday.  Now, I’m going to go downstairs, where I think Justin is making dinner, and then I’m going to go to bed.

I hope you all had a wonderful Thursday!

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Operation Crazy Owl – hard boot

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

Exercise is hard, ya’ll.  Just in case you didn’t know.

After my last post about exercise, I had a great conversation with Mom about how I should work with my body in exercise instead of against it.  My body doesn’t want to get up a 5 o’clock in the morning.  There were things about it that I enjoyed and that were working out really well for me, but I got more sick and was more tired when I did that then any other time.

So I’m not doing that anymore.  Instead, I’m working to consistently do a long, cario-working exercise session 5 times a week.  Something that I love.  Something that I regret missing if I don’t do.  I’ve been doing Zumba on Monday and Wednesday, something like yoga or dancing in my living room on other nights, yoga on Saturday.  And I have been having a blast!  I don’t know if it’s doing much good at helping me lose weight, but I’m having a better time.

I’m trying to get out and go on walks at lunch, too.  It’s nice – getting out of the building and into the light and fresh air.  I’m having trouble being consistent with it because of either having to work through my lunch hour or because of bad weather.  I should find a way to walk inside during rainy weather.  Or, like today, when the wind was so strong it kept blowing my skirt up.  But it’s something else I’m doing that I’m enjoying.

And that’s about all I have to say about that at the moment.  It’s a boring post when all I write about is exercise.  :)

Of course, what I’m left writing about then is work and that’s even worse.  I don’t want to write about work.

So I think I’m going to sit back and watch TV for a little while before heading to bed.  I hope you’re all having a great day!

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Photos on a gloomy day

Sunday, January 24th, 2010

It’s a dark, windy, gloomy day outside – the perfect sort of day to sleep in, watch a movie, and do laundry.  And, hey!  Would ya look at that!  It’s exactly what I’m doing today.  (Yeah, sort of accidentally slept through church . . . .)

While I’m waiting for the next load to get out of the dryer, I thought I’d share a few photos with you.  The light is terrible today and both of the batteries for my camera appear to be nearly out of juice – so much so that they can’t power up the flash.  So they’re not the greatest quality of photographs, but I’m having fun.  And on a dark, windy, gloomy day, that’s the sort of thing I work toward.

Anyway!  We went to Savannah Mall yesterday because we refuse to find another hair dresser.  So instead of finding one closer to home, we travel the hour or so every few months to go to the lady we love, get gyros for dinner, poke around the mall a little bit, and then head home.  We picked up Justin’s sister, Jessi, and her roommate on our way past their dorm so they could hit the mall, too.  We got haircuts, picked up a few things in Target, got gyros and ice cream, and on our way out, I stopped into a cute little shop and picked up two short sticks of bamboo.

Bamboo

Bamboo

I have wanted something green and alive on my desk at work for a while.  I work in a sterile-looking building with no windows and it smells of chemicals and it’s just really a cold place to be sometimes.  I got a bag of shells to put into the vase to help stabilize them, but the vase was one I had at home in a cupboard holding a funky-looking champagne cork.

Shells keeping them in place

Shells keeping them in place

I am so excited to take this into the office with me tomorrow.  It’s going to make my cubical a much more welcoming place, I think.

It’s sort of the same way that this board makes my home office a wonderful place.

Family and friends board

Family and friends board

Working clockwise, we’ve got an invitation to my niece’s first birthday party, a birth announcement for my friend’s baby above a pictures of my brother’s children, a picture of my youngest nephew, flowers from my wedding bouquet, a picture of my brother’s family, a picture of my sister’s family, my parent’s wedding photo, and a photo collage on the back of a letter from a friend.

I love this board.

And, one last photo that I took while playing around taking pictures of the bamboo:

Books on my file cabinet

Books on my file cabinet

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Happy!

Saturday, January 23rd, 2010

So you know what’s fun? Finally finding out that the rainbow-colored toe socks that I sent to Schmutzie way back after we got back from Christmas FINALLY made it onto her toes!

I’m not sure who’s more tickled about the whole thing – her because she got the socks or me because I got to see her so excited about them.

:)

Merry Christmas, Schmutzie! I’m glad you like them!

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Haiti

Monday, January 18th, 2010

I’m sure you’ve all heard about the tragic earthquake in Haiti by now.  If you haven’t, I’m not sure how you managed it.  It’s hard not to notice when the expected death toll is somewhere between 50,000 and 200,000 people.

I hadn’t written about it yet because I didn’t know how to write about it.  I’m still not sure how to write about it.  But I feel the need to try.

As is typical for me, as soon as I heard about it, after the initial shock and horror and sorrow, my thought was “How could I get there to help?”  Are relief organizations taking volunteers?  Are churches organizing to get groups of people together to get in there to help?  Am I fit enough to help move rocks from the road and try to find survivors in the rubble?  If I took a week of vacation from work to go to Haiti, how would I get into the country to help those poor, devastated people?

And the truth of the matter is that I’m not an appropriate person to go to Haiti to help right now, even if I could find a way in.  I’m not skilled in the sort of work that needs to be done right now.  I’m not physically fit for the sort of work an unskilled laborer would be doing to help.  And being there would make me one more person who needs a place to sleep, food to eat, and water to drink in a country already filled with hundreds of thousands (or is it millions?) of people who have none of those basic necessities.

Beyond that, I don’t want to be the person coming back from that mission.  I don’t want to be the person who has seen that much pain and suffering.  I don’t want to be the person who walked along roads with bodies piled up and buried under collapsed buildings and who could do nothing but learn to accept that reality.  I don’t want to be the person who went to that city and had to learn how to accept that more people will die today from complications from their injuries, injuries that could have been saved with proper medical treatment; people will die from lack of food and water because the supplies couldn’t be distributed to the people who need it the most; people will die because I couldn’t help them fast enough, with the right skills or the right supplies.  I don’t want to be a person who can accept death on such a colossal scale and not be crushed under the sorrow of it all.

I’m not brave enough to be that person.  I would be broken so deeply, and have to become so hardened against it, that the woman who returned would not be the same woman who left.

My heart breaks for Haiti.  I’m praying for the people there and all the people going in to provide help.  Part of me says that I should get over the fear, go, and become a stronger person through it.  But I’m not sure I could withstand the shattering.

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