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Not looking forward to the weekend.
Persephone seems to be enjoying an extended holiday with her hubby and won't come home to Momma. While I understand this feeling, I'm getting really fed up with it. Maybe we just need to get Demeter a couple of boxes of wine and some Prozac. I dunno. I just want to get outside, make a new garden bed, plant some veggies, and love life.
Saturday I have a haircut scheduled. I'm ready for a change - I've had this same hair for too long. I love my new color, now to make the style work a bit better.
I wish I could go to the BUW stuff, but it's really not a good idea. I have one customer with a go-live on Saturday, so I'm on call all weekend for them. I have another (completely helpless) customer upgrading late Saturday night, so I'll probably be on the phone with them from 11p-3a and then again from 8a-5p on Sunday. If by some miracle I'm NOT on the phone, if I dare leave the house, I'll probably end up getting called as soon as I've paid for my show tix and found a seat.
I'm so over this. World of suck.
In slightly less negative news, I think I found a song that I could do a veil piece for SitG this summer. I need to talk to AJ to see if I could be in the Sunday show, as I'm nowhere near professional performance skillz. But this would be a great excuse to get the antiqued bronze/gold Dahlal bedlah I've been lusting over and an excuse to whip my butt into veil performance shape again. I also have a good song or two for a New(er) Dancer Night, which would let me get out either my new pink dress or the black/green skirt set.
So, maybe not a world of suck. I'm just sick to death of work and want something fun to wash it away.
Persephone seems to be enjoying an extended holiday with her hubby and won't come home to Momma. While I understand this feeling, I'm getting really fed up with it. Maybe we just need to get Demeter a couple of boxes of wine and some Prozac. I dunno. I just want to get outside, make a new garden bed, plant some veggies, and love life.
Saturday I have a haircut scheduled. I'm ready for a change - I've had this same hair for too long. I love my new color, now to make the style work a bit better.
I wish I could go to the BUW stuff, but it's really not a good idea. I have one customer with a go-live on Saturday, so I'm on call all weekend for them. I have another (completely helpless) customer upgrading late Saturday night, so I'll probably be on the phone with them from 11p-3a and then again from 8a-5p on Sunday. If by some miracle I'm NOT on the phone, if I dare leave the house, I'll probably end up getting called as soon as I've paid for my show tix and found a seat.
I'm so over this. World of suck.
In slightly less negative news, I think I found a song that I could do a veil piece for SitG this summer. I need to talk to AJ to see if I could be in the Sunday show, as I'm nowhere near professional performance skillz. But this would be a great excuse to get the antiqued bronze/gold Dahlal bedlah I've been lusting over and an excuse to whip my butt into veil performance shape again. I also have a good song or two for a New(er) Dancer Night, which would let me get out either my new pink dress or the black/green skirt set.
So, maybe not a world of suck. I'm just sick to death of work and want something fun to wash it away.
