The Mood
What is up with me today? Work was just too much for me to handle somehow. By five o'clock I was feeling positively breakable. At any rate, my mood is in need of improvement. An attitude adjustment?
Okay, Susie, let's think about the good things. Lately when I come out of work to drive home, the sky has been doing that thing with the orange and the pink that it does sometimes. I love it, the way the clouds swirl like raspberry on tangerine, but somehow I never manage to get a good picture of it. Even when I try. But it's been like that at least three times in the last week or so. It makes me smile.
I applied for my new passport today. I left it a little late (who's surprised to hear that?) and had to go the expedited route. I'm excited to get a new one -- my last one was issued in 1984 and expired in 1989. (Since then the only foreign country I've been to is Canada, and you know what they say about Canada.) It's about time I got a new one, even if the pictures I had taken for it were hideous, absolutely awful. Maybe I really look like that, I don't know. But ... well, I hope not.
Tomorrow night I have plans with the Hamden Slashers... I think we are going to get together and watch Peter Wingfield videos. Hey, there are worse ways to spend your time. I am in charge of dessert and I'm leaning towards going to Trader Joe's for those lemon ices. One of the slashers loves those... actually two of us do, if you count me.
What is up with me today? Work was just too much for me to handle somehow. By five o'clock I was feeling positively breakable. At any rate, my mood is in need of improvement. An attitude adjustment?
Okay, Susie, let's think about the good things. Lately when I come out of work to drive home, the sky has been doing that thing with the orange and the pink that it does sometimes. I love it, the way the clouds swirl like raspberry on tangerine, but somehow I never manage to get a good picture of it. Even when I try. But it's been like that at least three times in the last week or so. It makes me smile.
I applied for my new passport today. I left it a little late (who's surprised to hear that?) and had to go the expedited route. I'm excited to get a new one -- my last one was issued in 1984 and expired in 1989. (Since then the only foreign country I've been to is Canada, and you know what they say about Canada.) It's about time I got a new one, even if the pictures I had taken for it were hideous, absolutely awful. Maybe I really look like that, I don't know. But ... well, I hope not.
Tomorrow night I have plans with the Hamden Slashers... I think we are going to get together and watch Peter Wingfield videos. Hey, there are worse ways to spend your time. I am in charge of dessert and I'm leaning towards going to Trader Joe's for those lemon ices. One of the slashers loves those... actually two of us do, if you count me.
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