- Our receptionist was back in the office. I had a much more productive day than yesterday.
- Gave a bit more furniture and other stuff away to a couple who found us via my roommate's kijiji ad for some of her stuff. The fun part is they're returning missionaries.
- Nachos for supper.
- Quiet evening - probably going to be the last one for a little while now, so it was nice to enjoy it.
- Someone at work had the phone line filters I was going to buy for use at Grandma's house and gave them to me, so I didn't have to buy them.
- Got some reading done.
- Started listening to my new audio book and was delighted to discover that the author is British. Nothing like listening to a well-written true story, read well, in a great accent!
- Have a seemingly workable plan to make the rest of the packing and moving go quickly and smoothly.
- Chocolate
- Great day for Canada in the olympics - A gold, two silvers, and a bronze - and all women at that!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Daily 5 - Day 196
Today's Daily 5:
What do you have to smile about?
Okay, as someone who writes daily lists of things that make me smile, I really couldn't resist the "What do you have to smile about quiz?" this morning. And the results are fairly accurate. I may not have a huge number of friends, but the ones I have I value immensely, and even just thinking about them often brings a smile.
You Have Your Friends to Smile About |
 You are truly blessed to have good people in your life. Your friends get you through the good times and the bad times. You can't help but smile whenever you're around your friends. Even thinking about them brings a grin to your face. You feel like everything will be okay in your life, as long as you have a support network. And you get a lot of happiness from supporting your friends in return. You believe that people truly do need each other. |
Limbo
I feel like I'm running out of things to say.
This week is kind of like limbo.
Three more nights sleeping in my current apartment. But most of the belongings that made it "home" are already gone. The living room is now very nearly empty after the sale of my couch and loveseat the other night, and our voices echo as we stand near the door, talking in the mornings as we don layers of clothing for the morning commute.
The person I dreamt about who was sick yesterday, is still sick.
I think my friends have welcomed their baby to the world, though I have only the unofficial "facebook" confirmation of that.
Last night I chatted online for a while with a very dear friend. Events in both of our lives mean that our formerly regular communications have been haphazard and spotty for the last several months. Emails most days, but rarely the real-time conversations that we'd consistently shared online or by phone. I don't think I'd realized how much I'd missed chatting with her about all of the stuff big and small, going on in both of our lives. It was so good to talk with her that I very nearly cried. And, we're planning to fit a phone conversation in, sometime in the near future. That something to look forward to is a beautiful thing right now, in the midst of this odd week of limbo.
Tonight there is a bit more to pack. And maybe a little bit of time catching up online with my favorite television shows. I won't need to watch olympic coverage tonight. It will be all about the hockey game. I have a very strong dislike of hockey. It's not the sort of dislike born of not understanding. I was raised around hockey and have a fairly solid understanding of the game. I simply don't like it. (Though, to be fair, I tend to always prefer individual sports over team ones anyway.)
I read this blog post last night, just before sleeping. I found her words to be profound, especially these: "In the midst of my pain and sadness in life, my sarcasm often brews. I usually don't mean what I say, but I say it because it feels good and the wit it takes to concoct something halfway funny and caustic distracts the part of my brain that feels pain. And because I'm sad, I usually don't feel guilty for biting satire." Yes. I am definitely that person too.
This morning I'm just grateful that our receptionist is back in the office. I wasn't relishing the thought of another scattered day like yesterday.
And with that, I'm off to dive into a long list of "to do's".
This week is kind of like limbo.
Three more nights sleeping in my current apartment. But most of the belongings that made it "home" are already gone. The living room is now very nearly empty after the sale of my couch and loveseat the other night, and our voices echo as we stand near the door, talking in the mornings as we don layers of clothing for the morning commute.
The person I dreamt about who was sick yesterday, is still sick.
I think my friends have welcomed their baby to the world, though I have only the unofficial "facebook" confirmation of that.
Last night I chatted online for a while with a very dear friend. Events in both of our lives mean that our formerly regular communications have been haphazard and spotty for the last several months. Emails most days, but rarely the real-time conversations that we'd consistently shared online or by phone. I don't think I'd realized how much I'd missed chatting with her about all of the stuff big and small, going on in both of our lives. It was so good to talk with her that I very nearly cried. And, we're planning to fit a phone conversation in, sometime in the near future. That something to look forward to is a beautiful thing right now, in the midst of this odd week of limbo.
Tonight there is a bit more to pack. And maybe a little bit of time catching up online with my favorite television shows. I won't need to watch olympic coverage tonight. It will be all about the hockey game. I have a very strong dislike of hockey. It's not the sort of dislike born of not understanding. I was raised around hockey and have a fairly solid understanding of the game. I simply don't like it. (Though, to be fair, I tend to always prefer individual sports over team ones anyway.)
I read this blog post last night, just before sleeping. I found her words to be profound, especially these: "In the midst of my pain and sadness in life, my sarcasm often brews. I usually don't mean what I say, but I say it because it feels good and the wit it takes to concoct something halfway funny and caustic distracts the part of my brain that feels pain. And because I'm sad, I usually don't feel guilty for biting satire." Yes. I am definitely that person too.
This morning I'm just grateful that our receptionist is back in the office. I wasn't relishing the thought of another scattered day like yesterday.
And with that, I'm off to dive into a long list of "to do's".
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