whine and other matters
Nov. 11th, 2005 02:10 pmIt is pouring out there. And so incredibly chilly. Motherfucker.
It'd started to drizzle as Jeff and I walked (or rather, trotted) back from lunch. But I forgot about that. I need something. Like a nice, hot, hazelnut latte. But as I opened the backdoor to the alley, water is falling from the sky. In earnest. And my rain coat is unhelpfully in the car. And omg cold. COLD.
I feel like a three year old, but dear god. I'm sooooooo tired. And cranky. And I want, completely randomly, some sort of cake square with cream cheese frosting. Like carrot cake or pumpkin-something.
I'm considering driving out to Starbucks because there's a drive-through one near me. Mrh. I think an eggnogg latte would go far in soothing my whiny-ness. It's sad that my gluttony is only ever thwarted by my laziness.
Yes, I know I live in Seattle. And the rainy season's barely begun. But waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Normally I love the rain. But god, it's reallyreally cold out there. Eeek.
I've officially become a toddler who needs a nap.
In exciting and not whiny news, I close on the condo on my actual birthday. How's that for timing? Tuesday's the walk-through and then we'll meet in the morning on Wednesday to sign the approximate 9 billion pieces of paper that say I am PWNED. Friday I should get my earnest money back as well as the rent money the sellers are paying me for staying until December 16th. My goal is to shove the entire amount into a do-not-touch, high-interest account in case I get laid off. I'll sleep a lot better knowing I have half a year's worth of condo payments secured. That is a much better plan than doing what I want and blowing it all on remodeling/redecorating.
I've asked Sarah's extremely talented little sister to sketch the various rooms of the condo for me and give me a virtual remodel. I'm inordinately excited about this. I know it's going to take time to get everything I want done, room by room, little by little, so this way I can at least see what some of these ideas will look like. Is that weird?
Also, yay for it being Friday already. Sarah and I had planned to do Greenlake, but not with this type of rain and chill. Hopefully we can still grab dinner and then I can go bundle up with the Hobbsie.
On Saturday, I've agreed to meet some of my former-classmates from the Certificate program for coffee at U Village. I'm anxious that it's just going to be me, M: the cool woman who organized it, and B: the one hyper-active spaz that no one liked. Jeff had to bow out because he is going mountain-climbing or something for the entire day on Saturday. Wah.
Sunday is Sweeney Todd with Jeff. And then dinner after the matinee, so whee. I haven't seen that play in so long. I'm really looking forward to it. God, I've seen more concerts and shows this year than movies. Or at least, so it seems. I'm also finally going to see Mamma Mia in December. And work is taking those of us who are so inclined for a showing of The Nutcracker. I've never seen it, so I'm curious. Jeff loathes it, which I think is very funny.
Also, I need to work bunches this weekend to make up for being out three days last week, but at least I can do it from home. Plans include cocoa and being tucked in with Hobbes and a metric ton of reading materials. And really, I'm so grateful I can make up the hours. Especially since I made like $5 last week.
I'm so ready to go home right now.
It'd started to drizzle as Jeff and I walked (or rather, trotted) back from lunch. But I forgot about that. I need something. Like a nice, hot, hazelnut latte. But as I opened the backdoor to the alley, water is falling from the sky. In earnest. And my rain coat is unhelpfully in the car. And omg cold. COLD.
I feel like a three year old, but dear god. I'm sooooooo tired. And cranky. And I want, completely randomly, some sort of cake square with cream cheese frosting. Like carrot cake or pumpkin-something.
I'm considering driving out to Starbucks because there's a drive-through one near me. Mrh. I think an eggnogg latte would go far in soothing my whiny-ness. It's sad that my gluttony is only ever thwarted by my laziness.
Yes, I know I live in Seattle. And the rainy season's barely begun. But waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Normally I love the rain. But god, it's reallyreally cold out there. Eeek.
I've officially become a toddler who needs a nap.
In exciting and not whiny news, I close on the condo on my actual birthday. How's that for timing? Tuesday's the walk-through and then we'll meet in the morning on Wednesday to sign the approximate 9 billion pieces of paper that say I am PWNED. Friday I should get my earnest money back as well as the rent money the sellers are paying me for staying until December 16th. My goal is to shove the entire amount into a do-not-touch, high-interest account in case I get laid off. I'll sleep a lot better knowing I have half a year's worth of condo payments secured. That is a much better plan than doing what I want and blowing it all on remodeling/redecorating.
I've asked Sarah's extremely talented little sister to sketch the various rooms of the condo for me and give me a virtual remodel. I'm inordinately excited about this. I know it's going to take time to get everything I want done, room by room, little by little, so this way I can at least see what some of these ideas will look like. Is that weird?
Also, yay for it being Friday already. Sarah and I had planned to do Greenlake, but not with this type of rain and chill. Hopefully we can still grab dinner and then I can go bundle up with the Hobbsie.
On Saturday, I've agreed to meet some of my former-classmates from the Certificate program for coffee at U Village. I'm anxious that it's just going to be me, M: the cool woman who organized it, and B: the one hyper-active spaz that no one liked. Jeff had to bow out because he is going mountain-climbing or something for the entire day on Saturday. Wah.
Sunday is Sweeney Todd with Jeff. And then dinner after the matinee, so whee. I haven't seen that play in so long. I'm really looking forward to it. God, I've seen more concerts and shows this year than movies. Or at least, so it seems. I'm also finally going to see Mamma Mia in December. And work is taking those of us who are so inclined for a showing of The Nutcracker. I've never seen it, so I'm curious. Jeff loathes it, which I think is very funny.
Also, I need to work bunches this weekend to make up for being out three days last week, but at least I can do it from home. Plans include cocoa and being tucked in with Hobbes and a metric ton of reading materials. And really, I'm so grateful I can make up the hours. Especially since I made like $5 last week.
I'm so ready to go home right now.