I am working as an independent contractor on an event that is being held February 16 and it is getting really hectic. I decided on Sunday to turn off my blog email notifications because all of you are so prolific, I can’t keep up! I’m also getting tons of auction emails and need to be able to focus. I’m not ignoring you, this is a temporary situation. I know how much my readership means to all of you and I don’t want you to stop writing just because I’m not around.
Yesterday I had to WORK all day at my actual job! No wonder I can’t get anything done. I had to go HOME to do all my auction work which is sorta tough because at home I don’t have an ergonomically correct keyboard and two monitors. So yeah, I suffer.
Last night I got home from work. Derwood was working late. Q, Derwood’s 9-year-old daughter, was with us for the evening, which is easy. She’s a sweet kid but still… just another body to keep track of. Got Annie and Q fed. Walked Mudd which is a little slow going right now because he’s got a bit of a hitch in his giddy-up from jumping around like, I don’t know, like something excitable that jumps and spins around a lot. Then went to pick up Brigid at 6:15 from spring musical auditions. Got her fed. I was supposed to go to a meeting at Brigid’s school for 8th grade graduation but knew that wasn’t going to happen if I was going to get my auction work done.
Did auction work for a couple of hours till one of my arms was paralyzed and my neck was killing me. Worked on the Sunday Times crossword, read my book “Good Faith” by Jane Smiley (fun read, not “A Thousand Acres”ish) and went to bed. Couldn’t sleep, tossed and turned.
Mudd got up and I could sense that he wanted to go out. I have to use my Mudd ESP skills because he doesn’t bark when he wants to go out, he licks the door. Yep. Got up, held on to the kitten so she wouldn’t get out, let Mudd out, noted that it was 12:12 a.m. and I still hadn’t been to sleep. Wandered around the house for a few minutes till Mudd came back in. Went to bed. Cats broke into our room and began destroying it. Got up, tried to find the dark gray kitten in the dark, threw her out and closed the door.
Derwood slept through it all.
Woke up around 4 or 5 a.m. because Derwood was snoring. I told him to turn on his side but he said he couldn’t sleep on his right side anymore. I respect that because he has broken his neck before so he can’t just be abusing his neck willy-nilly just for me. So I bitched that I hadn’t been sleeping well and the dog had to go out and he slept through it all.
It turns out that I did get some sleep because when the french doors blew open around 2 a.m. and the kitten got out and Derwood chased her around the driveway for a half hour and then dealt with Mudd barking from the basement because he didn’t want to walk up the stairs, I was asleep. Or in Derwood’s words “you seemed to be sleeping just fine then!”
I could use a drink, not right now but tonight but I’m not supposed to because tomorrow is weigh-in at Weight Watchers. I’m doing Weight Watchers. I thought it would be funnier but it’s not. It’s just nice people working to lose weight. Some are chunky like me, some are maintaining weight loss and look fab and others clearly have a lot to lose but all in all it’s not that amusing. My friend and I just sit in the back and whisper and wait for the leader to separate us.
I have applied for a job at St. Mary’s Academy as the Director of Special Events. I should hear in the next day or so if I get an interview. Fingers crossed. This would be a real job with a real salary. I will figure out a way to tell them that I went to high school there for about 3 days in 1979. I’ll burn that bridge when I get there.
So me? I’m fine. Thank you for asking.