Because I feel like I should
I really have nothing to say, and I don't feel like sorting through the eleventy-jillion pictures I took of Becky on Christmas (yeah, hope you had a Merry Happy), and, and, and...Okay, here's the thing. I love doing this blog. Really, I do. I love that people I know are reading it, and people I don't know are reading it, and people I kinda sorta know are reading it. So I always feel like I should update it, and I compose these really spectacular posts in my head (really -- if I ever start being able to actually post the things I write in my head, I'm going to be a blog superstar. You just watch.), and then I spend the time knitting, or reading other people's blogs. Which I also love, because I only read blogs that I like, blogs of people I think I would like in real life. Well, and my husband's blog -- him I already know I like in real life. So I never get around to posting and then by the time I do I've forgotten all of the wonderful, funny things I was going to post about and it's just bleh.Now, this may all be due to me being totally overwhelmed and stressed out at work right now -- don't get me wrong, I love my job, but doing (nearly) everything that's normally spread out between two people is just too much. My brain wants a vacation. To be fair, my boss is really great about not letting me plan to do too much, and this will all be over when Erica gets someone to fill her position, because she's smart and already trained on most of the customer service part and she'll be jumping right in and taking over (no pressure, though, Erica :) ).
But right now I just really want to go curl up on the couch and work on Colleen's Other Sock. And so I will. With beer. And later there will be Battlestar Galactica (NG). Which I don't think is good, but I find compelling nonetheless. Or I did until last night, when we watched episode one of season three which I totally hated. So much that if half the people I work with weren't addicted, I would never watch another episode. As it is, I'm going to give it four more episodes to turn itself back around or I'm done with it. Okay, going now. Really. Seriously. No, you say goodbye first. No, you. Goodbye.
posted by Laura Y. @ 5:18 PM
2 Comments:
I know how you feel. I recently updated my blog because I posted on your husbands blog, and I felt like a cheater by e-stalking other people and not giving other people the chance to e-stalk me. And now I feel like I should update it, but I am lazy. But maybe if I did, then I could just link to that instead of e-mailing my friends interesting and witty e-mails (which I only compose in my head)? Then again, I would feel guilty and write emails to them explaining the blog. In any which case, I should just go back to my couch and watch Sex and the City on TBS, even though I just watched and returned the exact same goddamn episode to Netflix yesterday.
Oh, and if you don't like BSG, then I may give up on it. I think I was only watching it so I could talk about it with you guys.
Believe me, I want to do my job at the new job too. I wish we would just extend an offer to someone so I can train them and run away.
If you abandon BSG after getting me hooked then I'll, I'll, well, I'll do something.
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