Day 8: Sheer Laziness

I’m having one of those days.  A day when I roll out of bed and instead of changing out of the boxers and beater that I have slept in, I slipped a pair of track pants on over the boxers and put a bra on and that is it.  I pulled my hair back off my face with a folded bandanna, but didn’t even bother to get it wet, put any product in it, or run a brush through it.  There are tufts of hair sticking up from behind the edge of the bandanna and I don’t care.  I laid down on the couch around 11, intended to watch an episode of Shear Genius, and ended up falling asleep until some time after 1.  Now I’m about to do the same thing again.

We’re off to a Viking’s game tonight with the tickets that W’s friend gave us.  I’m not much of a football person, but it will be fun none the less.  Kind of sad because W and I will be sitting in seats in front of each other instead of side-by-side, but it will be fine and you can’t really gripe when you’ve gotten free tickets!

The rest of the weekend is rather unscheduled.  Tomorrow, I’d really like to make it over to see Flogging Molly at Irish Fest and we’ve talked about hitting a thrift store at some point to find a coffee pot with an auto programmer on it and so that I can do some “teacherly clothes” shopping.  We’ll see though.  Maybe I can convince W to just spend the entire weekend in bed with me.  Taking naps, of course.  Nothing dirty, of course.  *wink*

Day 4

Today was crazy cleaning at the apartment. I scrubbed the kitchen floor, finished up the dishes, put away a shit load of laundry, vacuumed. The only thing left to do is dust the living room, which I plan on doing as soon as I find the damn duster. I must say that cleaning really helps me get my mind focused on things in my life, but today it just wasn’t working.

I’ve been really trying to figure out alot of different things in the last week or so. Nothing life or death, but things that I’d like to work through. So today I was thinking through my monthly budget and trying to figure out what the hell I’m going to do financially. I definitely have to figure it out, but it’s not going to come overnight. I’m trying to find some sort of software or a website or something that will help me develop and stick to a budget. Any suggestions?

I celebrated my one month of being a non-smoker on Sunday. I’m already noticing the benefits. My stamina is improving. My sense of smell is improving. My lung capacity is improving. I’ve stopped sounding like Janis Joplin after a fifth of whiskey and two packs of cigarettes every morning, so my voice is definitely improving. Which leads me to the next dilemma….

For the past few years, I have looked at the website for the Twin Cities Women’s Choir every season. I’ve thought about joining and even had it on my calendar a few years. I have recently met Swirlspice and her lovely girl M_tm. They are both members of the choir and I think having them there would make it less intimidating for me. It would really fulfill a few long time goals of mine. It would give me the opportunity to get some damn music back in my life, which really fell to the way side 12 years ago when I got pregnant and dropped out of the UTA music department. It would also give me a chance to meet some women and start finding the possibility of friends. And I’d have a hobby outside of the house, which is always a good thing.

The dilemma comes in with the dates. The choir rehearses on Wednesday nights. Unfortunately, as of right now, I am scheduled to begin an eight week support group on the exact same nights. The support group was my initial plan to start transitioning myself from being so isolated into trying to find some friendships. Truly the choir provides the same thing. The only difference is that I would have to find other outlets for “support”. I think I have made the decision, but who knows if I’ll chicken out at the last minute.

Pride Excitement!

Just found out that my best friend in the entire universe is going to be here for Pride weekend with her partner and their children! I’m thrilled beyond all belief. I’m going to drive down on Friday to pick them up and they’ll be here for the pride and festival. Most importantly her partner R is going to stay with the children on Saturday night tso that she can go out to dinner with me and out to the bar. S and I have never gotten to go out since we’ve always had kiddos to sit with, or one of us has been in the depths of mental health crisis. The Saturday of Pride weekend is my birthday. And I’m so excited that I will get to spend my birthday AND Pride with my best friend AND the most wonderful girlfriend I have ever had.

I must admit that I am a bit nervous about S and W meeting. S can be protective. And they are really very different from each other. They’re both amazing women in their own way, but just differently amazing.

Keep on waiting. Detroit will be there.

I am a bad, bad blogger. I have been planning out my vacation post for over a week now, and putting off writing about anything else. But all of the posts that are composed in my head just wouldn’t do my trip justice without the photos that go along with them and since my camera is being an absolute bitch about giving up the photographic goodness….the Detroit posts must wait. And life/blog must go on.

I’m beginning to think that all the interesting things in my life consist of beer and the smoking patio at the Townhouse. Which I suppose atleast gives me a solid setting for blogging about. *smile*

Two weeks ago there was much drama on the patio, including a 3-time-loser DUI calling the police on us for “stealing” her car, which was parked on the street not five feet in front of us with the keys firmly in my pocket. The police woman was adorable and sweet and very supportive of our attempt at grand theft auto. Four hours after the bar closed, I finally got Ms. DUI into a cab and made it home to my own bed.

This last week, well…long story short….swollen chapped lips are fun!