Today hated me. Hated me bad. I could have used some backup, but apparently my brain had better things to do instead of, oh, I don't know....FUNCTIONING?
My phone was ringing all damn day, mostly because I either sent over last year's files (same file name, different folder) or forgot to send the files over in the first place. It was so humiliating. I'm not kidding -- I looked like a complete and utter moron. I was a complete and utter moron. Just one of those days, I guess. THANK GAD IT'S OVER.
I sucked it up, though. I finished all of my work and then watched Supernatural and Jeopardy! with Kiki. I rode my bike and knitted the whole time, and I felt like I could just keep going forever. Unfortunately, I went a couple of miles without realizing that the working end of my yarn was being pedaled into the worst pile of yarn vomit ever known to humankind. I am now pretty well aware of my limitations and capabilities, so I knew the only way that yarn was coming off that pedal was with a pair of scissors and a lot of gusto. It was kind of satisfying, actually.
Anyway, I coached Kiki through the Pilates routine while we watched Jeopardy! Then she went to shower and get ready for work, and it was my turn on the Pilates machine. I really love that thing. It's just as challenging as free weights, but the movements are like a combination of dance and yoga. Plus I like being all bendy.
Kung Fu Hustle was on. Kiki informed me that I am the Landlady. Nice. That's even better than being Karen Walker!
Then I had a nice hot shower, did a load of laundry, started a fire in the woodstove, and now I'm sitting in my Goodwill recliner with a Stephen King book in my lap and a pair of fresh, clean socks on my feet. I've got several hours of Golden Girls reruns at my disposal, and all in all I'd say it's not a bad finish to a particularly shitty day.
2 comments:
Jealous. This is so much better than what I do. I can't wait to use your pilates machine. And buy DDR.
"My phone was ringing all damn day, mostly because I either sent over last year's files (same file name, different folder) or forgot to send the files over in the first place. It was so humiliating. I'm not kidding -- I looked like a complete and utter moron. "
I do this almost daily. It's shameful. The lady at the Times probably thinks I'm completely incompetent.
Oh, btw, I had no idea that you had this blog, and therefore I feel like the nerd that nobody wanted to invite to the party.
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