coexistapart's Diaryland Diary

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i love the sunshine here in LC

I still have to finalize my year-end review before I can post it--no sense in doing it without giving all the questions proper thought. But I've got lots going on, with paperwork, personal statements, and forms to fill out by Monday so I'm just going to go ahead and do this other recap entry I saw on Laura's blog. I've never had the time or interest to go back and reread everything to prepare a "favourite's" entry, so this seems like a good in between. It gets you thinking about what was most important, or preoccupying you, during that particular month.

Also: so long as the guy pays, and I'm not too concerned because we emailed extensively in November, I made an $800 BO sale on eBay this morning. Keep your fingers crossed; that would be a tremendous blessing right about now.

Taken from the first lines (ish) of the first entry of each month:

January
"Helloooooo 2008! No guesses yet on how you are going to treat me....

Big is watching outtakes from Superbad. I am attempting to get my gym life back on track by recreating my entire iTunes library (I told my laptop not to merge libraries and it did...with the EMPTY one) for when I'm back at work and we don't have the luxury of little televisions on every cardio machine. le sigh."

February
"So effing glad that January is over. I don't know exactly what it is, but the last few weeks I have been getting serious hebejebedess. But it's over now, so whatever.

School is getting progressively better and better...in a tolerable kind of way. I still feel like I have outgrown everything, that I am biding my time in the WORST kind of way possible, but you make your bed so you lie in it. At least I am willing to take that responsibility. Make the best of it will you.

I have been doing very well on the spending this month, or rather not as the case may be. Not going to Paris was certainly helpful in the expenditure department; that and shutting my credit cards up in my desk drawer to be taken out only for well though out purchases like Big's v-day gift and my flight fees yesterday. Now I just have to keep chip, chip, chipping away at these final bills. I have DEFINITELY learned my lesson from last summer."

March
"Wow. The Diaryland redesign is so ugly. It kind of makes me want to move to Blogspot right now. As if I have the time during this part of the term.

I am exhausted and grumpy right now, not exactly the best time to write an entry, but no better time than the present.

My toe is getting better. Exponentially so since I start taping it religiously, as well as binding the sides of my foot, but I am still gimpy and un able to walk normally...let alone break into a run. My weight has *crosses fingers* stabilized at up 7lbs. I am starting to feel claustrophobic with inactivity. Not even in terms of feeling like I SHOULD go exercise, but rather that I haven't been for a good solid run in three, going on four weeks now. Even through lazy bouts and cop outs, it has been a long long time since I have gone that long without a good sweat. "

April
"This morning is running really smoothly.

*looks around, makes sure she did not just jinx everything*

Woke up this morning to open. I know, I know I said I was not going to be doing another one before I leave, but Mallory has strep throat and the managers were looking to cover
her shift; I offered to open if they would cover my 4-7pm. I find late afternoon really exhausting and tedious--all of the patrons are coming in from work and really short of
patience due to their late-afternoon sugar crash. As it is I already wake up at 7:30am on Fridays, which is pretty lame; may as well wake up at 4:30 and finish much earlier in the
afternoon.

So that's what I am doing today. Hopefully I will make it the whole way, then go to the library for a couple of hours before the staff party tonight at 7pm. At first I did not
really want to go, but as a supervisor I am definitely now--more than ever before--in one the position of "lead by example" where you really MUST go to all of these little social
events, whether you want to or not. It's going to be ok though; the managers ordered 6-7 huge party trays of Chinese food. Between that and going to my cousin's uncle's house in
Oakville on Sunday (married into the family, so not related to me) I will have enough free food to make it to Tuesday or Wednesday of next week."

May
"I've spent too much time in front of the computer already today, but I need to get an entry out because I feel like the day is beginning to escape from me and I've accomplished nothing! That's what you get for not setting an alarm and frequently waking up at 10:30am. Arg. That and acting like your to-do list is trying to choke you, when in reality it's supposed to keep you sane.

Cinco de Mayo here today. We celebrated by going down to Mesilla yesterday afternoon; we did not have our regular lunch at the Double Eagle, but instead various street foods that they had going on at the fiesta. The heat and humidity was just enough to make you call it quits after about two hours in the sun--which, really, was all they had to offer unless you were planning on seeing every.single.mariachi.band.and.dance.group from the various Mexican provinces.

They had fresh lemonade, chimichangas, turkey legs, bratwurst (?), tacos, gorditas, shaved ice, the usual. My tacos were great; I now have a vague recipe for making a spicy green salsa in the blender. I guess sstayed at home so much last week that I was "surprised" when every single person who asked about where the taco line started ONLY spoke Spanish. "

June
"I always shower to get clean, thereby forgetting what a simple pleasure it can be to shower at the end of a busy day. Especially when it's in your own bathroom where it's safe to sit in the tub and let the water beat down on your head, not at work in the stall-showers.

Sunday-Monday is my "weekend" again this term. Or at least until I get this other job. I say "until" because now Anthony has really REALLY become involved and I'm sensing there's going to be this domino effect whereby everyone on their end feels compelled to hire me, and I--in turn--feel compelled to accept and make my schedule work even though this place is hell-a uptown. But I digress.

So Saturday was a pretty long day. I was glad to be done. Christine can tell you that I was excited all afternoon long by the prospect of having two (2!) full days off. Normand was looking to take some time off on Sunday as well; I felt bad, but then had to remember...how is HIS time off work any more important than mine?"

July
"Weekend going well. I love that I don't have to think about life, because the reality is that things are just so depressing. The frustrating thing is that everyone I turn to says "well fuck, you're just so priviledged--get over yourself" which may or may not be true, but does not make the depression any less real.

My aunt and uncle went golfing yesterday morning. I did some more baking, went out and took photos before it started to rain again. They came home and worried that I am bored of life in the country; really it helps me feel less fragile, more saturated by life. They take very good care of me without trying to. That's what makes it so sad. We had dinner at the Globe last night; stuffed to the seams in a way I don't like to eat anymore, but very nice traditional food: fresh scones, cold gazpacho, calamari with curry mayo, chiken breast with cream sauce, asparagus, and mashed potatoes.

Tonight we went to Creemore. They were taking donations for the children's playground; there was this really rude woman standing next to us with her camera who wouldn't give money because she said "I'm not from around here." Can't come up with a better excuse than that? Fire works were very nice though, especially for such a small town. We all came home and I am ready for bed."

August
"I'm really struggling with this two blogs business. I can't quite remember how I did it last summer...when I sent mass email updates that were very similar in content to my diary entries. I know I had an order, doing one before the other, but I can't quite remember which. At present I've been thinking to come write here first, get it all out, and then put public-safe remainders on the other site. However the last couple of nights, at least, the notion of writing two entries has been exhausting, so I haven't done either.

I'm going to use the other site as a sort of updatey way of keeping in touch with everyone, but I do want about a month's worth of entries (maybe 10 or 12) before I hand over the address to everyone, even if it is just nitnoid stuff."

September
"Big locked his keys in his car this morning, so now instead of getting to Toronto at a reasonable hour, he’s basically not going to be here until midnight or the wee hours of the morning.

I went to breakfast with Amy, another coworker and her boyfriend. Then I had to confront moving all of my remaining things to storage myself, given that the original plan involved me and Big just dropping them off on our way out of town; things are never that simple, are they?"

October
"Just a quick entry to function as almost a placemarker in my mind. Big just finished watching his movie and I have spent the last hour or two fooling around online. I'm grateful for the time to unwind, but of course now I don't have the time to write an entry. Tomorrow I guess...without access to the car I won't have any guilt, and thus the day largely to myself.

The last couple of days have been very productive. Today I made two trips to the post office; the first trip I autoshipped eight boxes at the self-serve machine in about 12 minutes. The second time I took THREE boxes (Singapore, Poland, APO) and it took almost an hour. Go figure. Otherwise I didn't get too much scratched off my list (I was supposed to get the car washed, take books to be sold at the used bookstore, and drop off clothing for charity) but I stayed on top of other things. I started praying again last night, so I guess I need to be grateful for small blessings.

eBay has gone really well, overall. Tomorrow I need to work on a better spreadsheet to document net versus profit--Big is convinced that that I make something absurd like an extra $5 in S&H per item when really all I do is try to break even. But so far I'm happy with the results, especially considering we only really sold a handful of what we expected to be high dollar items; hopefully we'll come out of the past two weeks with about $640. It's a lot of work--the documenting for posting, especially--but I'm getting better and better each day. Today I got some feedback that said, essentially "the best packing job I've ever seen!" which validates the pride and diligence I take with my work."

November
"I had a really nice weekend. Friday was kind of iffy because I had very little success with my rewriting my personal statement--more on that later--but Big managed to come home from work early for some reason. I carved a pumpkin and did some scrapbooking in from of the TV while we watched "Faith of our Fathers." Friday night I was a little upset because I could not find the completed medical form for my M.A. program anywhere; I ended up just needing to go to bed because I found it with little fanfare on Saturday.

Saturday morning I dropped Big off at the GOP headquarters to make phone calls for the McCain campaign between 9am and noon. I went off and dropped off the recycling, picked up too many groceries at the farmers' market (I forgot we are going to Denver this weekend....), picked up a new stack of books from the library, a muffin tin, that sort of thing. I picked up him and then we went to Delicias for lunch; it's a local dive that does local food at local prices. Think Tex-Mex style but with pobra quality ingredients to save money."

December
"Where to start.... Time keeps escaping me. I don't know where it goes. Even on days where I'm very efficient, it just keeps flying away. I think it happens most because I don't have time to work in the evenings anymore; anything after 6pm used to be prime time, that is if I could get around to focusing, now tonight's a rare night where I haven't fallen asleep, and Big has gone to bed, and I do have a couple more things I've managed to do.

I've been writing so infrequently the past month I'm starting to feel rusty.

I've left a space in case I want to write a birthday entry. I know I will touch on some things here, but I might decide tomorrow that I don't want to break the tradition of recording the reflections on life that come with a birthday. Needless to say, I feel old and increasingly close to be irrelevant. I also don't want to go to grad school... or at least that's the abstract."

Song of the Day: Pocketful of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield.

10:54 a.m. - 2009-01-08

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