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When life gets crazy I forget how good things can be sometimes. There are always ups and downs. I try to enjoy the ups, prep myself for the downs, and keep going.
I went to the Danversport Yacht Club on Friday night with co-workers where we looked at HUGE crystal chandeliers, had a decent dinner, and danced the night away. Yesterday, I had a great ballet class, saw a very interesting exhibit about the Widgets of 128 http://www.crmi.org/widgets.htm after lunch with a friend, walked up and down Moody Street, stopping in stores and picking up a few books and a pretty wreath along the way, and hung out with some friends late into the night, laughing at bad movies, silliness and twi'lek fetishes.
There is snow outside this morning. I'll get some stuff done around the house, run some errands, and then join friends for a "Spanksgiving" Pot Luck Dinner. Not bad at all.
Its these things that help me get through others, like news of friend's spouse losing his job (she's taken up extra shifts at the hospital, and had to stop taking dance lessons) - they just can't get ahead, you know? I keep thinking of my Grandmother in that nursing home. I'm frustrated about our cracked out heating system that keeps having issues. Mostly actually, my aging, slowing down cat (I'm not sure if he'll have much more time) has been on my mind, since his changes are definitely getting noticeable lately as he pukes more, has a thinner more bonier butt, and pees around the litterbox (rather than in it).
I want to try and remember weekends like this when those bad times hit. Please remind me if I get really down and forget about it.
I went to the Danversport Yacht Club on Friday night with co-workers where we looked at HUGE crystal chandeliers, had a decent dinner, and danced the night away. Yesterday, I had a great ballet class, saw a very interesting exhibit about the Widgets of 128 http://www.crmi.org/widgets.htm after lunch with a friend, walked up and down Moody Street, stopping in stores and picking up a few books and a pretty wreath along the way, and hung out with some friends late into the night, laughing at bad movies, silliness and twi'lek fetishes.
There is snow outside this morning. I'll get some stuff done around the house, run some errands, and then join friends for a "Spanksgiving" Pot Luck Dinner. Not bad at all.
Its these things that help me get through others, like news of friend's spouse losing his job (she's taken up extra shifts at the hospital, and had to stop taking dance lessons) - they just can't get ahead, you know? I keep thinking of my Grandmother in that nursing home. I'm frustrated about our cracked out heating system that keeps having issues. Mostly actually, my aging, slowing down cat (I'm not sure if he'll have much more time) has been on my mind, since his changes are definitely getting noticeable lately as he pukes more, has a thinner more bonier butt, and pees around the litterbox (rather than in it).
I want to try and remember weekends like this when those bad times hit. Please remind me if I get really down and forget about it.
