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Working from home today. Spending the time between work assignments doing the usual Andee's-brain-is-spinning-its-tires thing - aka, cleaning. Pretty much, as I just remarked to the roomie when she came home for a little bit earlier today, "I broke out the vacuum. Clearly my head is noisy." Not only that, I tossed a huge bag of Army Sal stuff into the collection box, sarted my laundry, cleaned my room, got rid of all the random little bits of paper and useless change in my car (so now it corners very well, lol, no one gets that joke but me anymore), and ran the dishwasher... blasphemous as it may sound, after finally having one for a couple months? Do not like. I realize other people can't imagine life without them and I dislike actually having to do the dishes as much as the next person, but something about dishwashers really doesn't sit well with me. That and having ours pee the kitchen floor this morning probably didn't help my opinion of them any.
Was considering going to the Fetish Ball at Haven tonight and decided against it. I'm pretty much broke until Friday as it is. Course if the jackasses upstairs keep parking me in.... *shaking fists*
Finally have a rearview ornament. Got a keychain picture holder a week or so ago, and finally put Mom's picture in it, with "Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly" written on the back. I should be all set in that department - apparently Mom's lead foot is genetic.
Wish I knew why my mental tires are spinning. It doesn't seem to be about one specific thing... I just seem to be generally anxious, irritable and tired with no concrete source. Which is frustrating, considering that my life is pretty good currently. Oh well.... maybe cleaning some more will help?
Was considering going to the Fetish Ball at Haven tonight and decided against it. I'm pretty much broke until Friday as it is. Course if the jackasses upstairs keep parking me in.... *shaking fists*
Finally have a rearview ornament. Got a keychain picture holder a week or so ago, and finally put Mom's picture in it, with "Never drive faster than your guardian angel can fly" written on the back. I should be all set in that department - apparently Mom's lead foot is genetic.
Wish I knew why my mental tires are spinning. It doesn't seem to be about one specific thing... I just seem to be generally anxious, irritable and tired with no concrete source. Which is frustrating, considering that my life is pretty good currently. Oh well.... maybe cleaning some more will help?
