Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2007-08-30 09:56:03 (UTC)

In-Out-Done

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Simplicity is an exact medium between
too little and too much.

Sir Joshua Reynolds

I wish I hadn't waited so late to write. Now I'm sleepy
and don't want to write. I hate that feeling, because
there's ALWAYS something to say, but fatigue usually
causes me to cop out and I end up saying something
like "nothing interesting happened today" or "I'm
exhausted". That's just lame. Even though I'm tired, I'm
going to woman up and write about my day in the glorious
detail you so righteously deserve. Wow, that was rich
text. Maybe I am a good writer :)

I got some lovely feedback today, and as I always like to
do when I get particularly nice feedback, I've posted it
for all to see. Taking into consideration the writer's
privacy, of course:

From: [email protected]
Timestamp: 2007-08-30 03:24:26 GMT
In reply to: I'm Such A Manipulator
Message:


Hi there. This is so weird for me to write to you because
it seems like I know you (you probably have heard that
before). I found this site a couple weeks ago, going out
of my mind, trying to find a way to feel better so I
thought I'd give this a try. Then this past weekend I was
sick in bed and decided to read a bit on this site. I
immediately connected with what you wrote and I couldn't
stop reading. I'm up to Nov '06. It's like a book to me
but I can relate SO much to a lot of things in your life
and
definitely how you're feeling! Please don't think I'm
strange or anything, I was just so struck by the way YOU
seem to be able to articulate how I feel. So anyway,
thanks for that. I've read all of Aug this year too so I
now need to find out what happens in between. You are a
really great writer by the way. Even though you don't
realize it, you help me by knowing other people REALLY
feel this way. Thanks for that!

Wasn't that nice? I always feel so special when people
praise my diary. It really is just a combination of my
daily goings-on and my colorful way of speaking and
wording things. Everything sounds better when it's turned
into a narrative!

I had a simple day. Not a lot happened, but it was good
and it was entertaining and nothing bad happened. I always
consider that a plus. Snookums got up with the girls again
and took care of them. They were dressed, fed and out the
door before I even woke up. By the time I did wake up,
Snookums was already home from dropping them off and back
in bed with me. We went back to sleep for awhile, then
woke up and I got dressed. There really wasn't anything we
had to do today (other than grocery shop), so I took my
time dressing and Snookums did yet more cleaning. I swear
that's all he's been doing lately. I think it's because
I'm not putting out. He's got to expend the energy
somewhere!

Anyhow, we left the house around 3pm to go grocery
shopping. Watching Snookums in the Commissary was funny.
He walked in like he was in some sort of state of shock.
He looked around at all the food and seemed in an almost
trance like state. I got a chuckle out of that, at first.
It wasn't so funny when I'd ask him to grab something off
the shelf and it took him forever and a day. I swear, it
was like he was moving in slow motion. He couldn't decide
on anything. If I asked for cheese, he couldn't decide
which cheese. If it was peanut butter, he couldn't pick a
brand. Eventually he was relegated to just pushing the
cart and even that was a challenge, because he kept
lagging behind! I know it'll take him time to readjust,
but seriously. Grocery shopping isn't that hard. My motto
is: in-out-done. That's how I roll. I'm probably being a
little harsh on him. I know what I buy, I buy the same
things every time. So, it's automatic for me. He's been
gone awhile. He still needs time to reacclimate himself.
readjustment can be hard at times.

When we got home from grocery shopping and picking up the
girls, there was a message on the answering machine from
Peter (my friend Bev's husband). They had called to invite
us to dinner, which was really unexpected and nice of
them. Usually, we only go over there for holidays or
birthdays. Tonight was nice, though. It was just our two
families. No friends or extended family. We ate seafood
gumbo and sat around the table and talked. I've known Bev
for the past 6 years, so it's nice to have someone who
knows a bit of your past. You can reminisce together. I
don't have a lot of connections to my past. That's
probably a good thing.

We got home from Peter and Bev's house around 11pm.
Snookums put the girls to bed and I started messing around
with my myspace. I don't know why, I just felt the need to
change it. I took down the Coach layout and replaced it
with a Victoria's Secret. I'm in love with it now. It
suits me so much. So did the Coach one, but I think VS is
even more "me". I changed my music, my icons. Pretty much
everything. That's the main reason I'm writing so late.
I'm a myspace whore. It's hard to believe 8 months ago, i
didn't even have a myspace. Now I couldn't imagine NOT
having one. You should go check it out. If you want, I'll
be your friend :)

Okay, I'm really tired now. I can barely keep my eyes
open. A sure sign I'm ready to go down for the count.
Ciao!





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