Back from Virginia.
So very, very tired.
Rather miffed at a couple of people right now, most specifically one who I refuse to talk about in here, so there was no point in mentioning it.
Miss Rob, miss Leif, miss Webster, miss my laptop, miss having air conditioning. Miss not being nauseous. Stupid ortho-tricyclen.
Family issues go on as they always have. Life goes on as it always has. I kind of feel like I'm just going through the motions right now. I want to be back in Virginia, playing guitar with Blair or sitting on the baby island with a book.
I do not want to be scrubbing any more bathrooms. There are too many damn unscrubbed bathrooms in this house.
Weddings are a lot more fun when you aren't involved in the work that goes into preparation.
I'm being unbelievably negative right now. This is probably explicable by the fact that I'm hungry and there's no food, I'm tired and I can't sleep, I'm hot and there's no air conditioning, and I'm bored and there's nobody on ICQ.
Ach, but thank God for the Leifs and the Websters in the world, especially when they get online and let me whine till I start feeling a little better. Now, if only they were here to give me snuggles and hugs and backrubs, all would be well.
Mebbe I'll try Alix again and see if she's home.
The sad thing is that all I really want is to be on my laptop, using real ICQ and not ICQ2Go and talking to Rob, dangit.
Whine whine whine whine. Whine whine whine.
I'm good at that.
but on a more cheerful note, it is a lovely day outside and I am 1/4 of the way done cleaning bathrooms, and the wedding is in 6 days. Huzzah.
Of course, given the number of people who are and who will be staying in this house, the bathrooms will need cleaning again well before the wedding. But that's ok. It won't be my job the next time around if I have anything to do with it whatsoever.
Maybe I'll just go upstairs and put on my bridesmaid dress and prance around for a while like I'm playing dress up.
It's the kind of afternoon where something like that needs to happen.
Love,
Beth