I have survived ServersDown!Gate 2010…which only lasted a few days and does not explain why I haven’t posted in nearly a month, BUT, as is typical, when I finally got the urge to blog I discovered I couldn’t. And two days ago, it was VITALLY important that I tell the Internet that my current general theme song is this:
It is toward my to-do list that I direct the line “Stop calling, stop calling, I don’t wanna think anymore, I left my head and my heart on the dance floor.” I’ll mark eight things off of my list and add ten new things and HEY, THAT’S REALLY AGGRAVATING. On Friday I finally managed to mark off a couple of things that had been hanging over my head for a little while and I felt so good about that that I took myself out for breakfast, then came home and went to bed where I stayed for most of the weekend, for no other reason than that I just COULD. I’m paying for it now, though, I have no days off work until I don’t know when – sometime next week, maybe? So…yeah, while I’m not actually throwing myself a pity party, some cutting loose is definitely in order in the very near future. I would love to be cutting loose in a place that looks like this:
Wherein “cutting loose” entails making no decision more stressful than deciding upon the best patch of sand to lay my towel, how long to float in that beautiful water, and where to get the best Pina Colada. Also: SUNSHINE. I am SO ready for that cloudless 75 degree day when I can walk outside in short sleeves and feel the sun warm me up all the way to my bone marrow. If you even THINK about reminding me of the snow we’re supposed to get here this week and over the weekend, I SO don’t wanna talk anymore. I’ll be on the dance floor. (Even if it’s just my living room.)