"the kind of things that come to those who wait"

Good things: The textbook I'm using to relearn Latin states "Byron turned this acid personal sneer into a universal tragic sob." My orgy of gelgems has arrived, and there are now flowers instead of autumn leaves on my front door, and soon there will be daffodils in the kitchen, and spots on the bathroom mirror. I'm plowing through my Byatt, I've plans to make someone I'm very fond of cookies and I managed to clean most of the downstairs last night. Every weekend up until the 20th of may has at least one thing we're doing, barring anything being canceled or changing. I've a couple tentative plans to see people while in Somerville this weekend. Junkyard's coming to visit in May and then again in June. Yesterday Pandora offered something awesome up to me, a song that reminded me of Protagonist's voice all those years ago, but without all the unwieldy college-baggage listening to things she actually has performed brings. We're researching picnic basket options, and I firmly intend to purchase one, and bring it to Look Park at least twice this year. The end of this prolonged dental saga may in fact be in sight. I'm tempted to try and go to the Melissa Ferrick/Erin McKeown cobill at Pearl Street this Sunday, even if I know that a) we might not be back in time and b) I really shouldn't go out on Sunday nights.

Bad things: dental anxiety has me permanently sick to my stomach and headachy, or maybe that's the antibiotics. My left eye has developed a twitch that's been more on than off since yesterday morning. I'm afraid I've offended everyone who isn't answering an email (again). I'm afraid of all the money we're spending, even if it's on wonderful things, like plane tickets to SF, wedding jewelry, falcon ridge tickets, a new stove, an anniversary vacation, the electric bill. I can't find my stamps, and I need to mail a postcard, a birthday card, a spring card and an easter card. My back's so stiff from Wednesday's migraine that I still have to bend backwards to rinse my hair in the shower. I'm starting to crave comments in my livejournal again, and I hate it when I do that. My flowers are dying and that makes me sulky. (how do other people deal with this? I love the getting of bouquets, and hate dying of flowers)

All in all, more good things than bad, and I think I'm learning a little bit about how to sate and soothe and occupy myself, which are all pretty good skills to acquire, even if it's a little late in the game to be doing so.

"the kind of things that come to those who wait"

Good things: The textbook I'm using to relearn Latin states "Byron turned this acid personal sneer into a universal tragic sob." My orgy of gelgems has arrived, and there are now flowers instead of autumn leaves on my front door, and soon there will be daffodils in the kitchen, and spots on the bathroom mirror. I'm plowing through my Byatt, I've plans to make someone I'm very fond of cookies and I managed to clean most of the downstairs last night. Every weekend up until the 20th of may has at least one thing we're doing, barring anything being canceled or changing. I've a couple tentative plans to see people while in Somerville this weekend. Junkyard's coming to visit in May and then again in June. Yesterday Pandora offered something awesome up to me, a song that reminded me of Protagonist's voice all those years ago, but without all the unwieldy college-baggage listening to things she actually has performed brings. We're researching picnic basket options, and I firmly intend to purchase one, and bring it to Look Park at least twice this year. The end of this prolonged dental saga may in fact be in sight. I'm tempted to try and go to the Melissa Ferrick/Erin McKeown cobill at Pearl Street this Sunday, even if I know that a) we might not be back in time and b) I really shouldn't go out on Sunday nights.

Bad things: dental anxiety has me permanently sick to my stomach and headachy, or maybe that's the antibiotics. My left eye has developed a twitch that's been more on than off since yesterday morning. I'm afraid I've offended everyone who isn't answering an email (again). I'm afraid of all the money we're spending, even if it's on wonderful things, like plane tickets to SF, wedding jewelry, falcon ridge tickets, a new stove, an anniversary vacation, the electric bill. I can't find my stamps, and I need to mail a postcard, a birthday card, a spring card and an easter card. My back's so stiff from Wednesday's migraine that I still have to bend backwards to rinse my hair in the shower. I'm starting to crave comments in my livejournal again, and I hate it when I do that. My flowers are dying and that makes me sulky. (how do other people deal with this? I love the getting of bouquets, and hate dying of flowers)

All in all, more good things than bad, and I think I'm learning a little bit about how to sate and soothe and occupy myself, which are all pretty good skills to acquire, even if it's a little late in the game to be doing so.