it's true

I'm a slacker....that is all


for now

Finally Friday

Balance Checkbook
Dishes
*fill
*run
*empty
Kitchen
*clean counters
*sweep floor
Dinner with Friends @ 4p
Crafting (10 rows for knitting, 5 rows for crochet) - minimum

Laundry day!

Go to Mother's in AfternoonLaundry
* gather
* wash
* fold
* put away
Dishes
* load
* run
* empty
Start Organizing Bookshelves


Didn't do the best today, but I was also gone a lot of the day. Munchkin has been quite fussy lately, which is wearing me down a little bit, thankfully Husband helps out a lot, especially when I'm getting really tired. Speaking of tired, I know everyone says "sleep when the baby's sleeping" do you have any idea how hard that is to do? Seriously...I would like to hit the person who invented that phrase with a book...a really big book, like Dances With Dragons or something....(good lord it's taking me forever to read that book, I'm kinda of ashamed of myself for that) but back to sleep, I am never tired when I put Munchkin down for the night, normally before midnight, tonight was a little later than normal, but still before one -so much nicer than those three am fussy nights- and I am just not tired, seriously, it's driving me crazy!
But because it's almost two in the morning I can't really get anything productive done because I'll wake up Husband, Munchkin or Roommate...so I goof off on the computer, watch Hulu, get some knitting/crocheting done.

Ugh, anyways, I'm gonna go lay in bed till I fall asleep.


I'm horrible about putting away the laundry...seriously, I'm really bad about it.

Productive today

Laundry
* fold
* put away
Dishes
* put away
* fill
Get Mail
Clear Table
Roommate to Doc in AM

Sometimes my brain worries me

if you've never heard of NaNoWriMo, it stands for National Novel Writing Month (held in November) and it's pretty much awesome. I tried to participate last year, but by the end of the first week Munchkin had decided she wanted to try showing up early again, and then two weeks after than she was born. Needless to say I didn't really get much done, the plot was kinda sketched out, girl gets kidnapped, kidnappers disappear one by one, she escapes only to find out why her kidnappers were disappearing, zombies.... and I hadn't actually gotten much further than that, I had the main questions etched out with answers, (i.e. How did the zombies come about, what type of zombie were they, how did they move, how did they die) Armed with those questions and answers, I was letting the novel develop itself from there.
Well ever since I gave birth, I've had this macabre thought dancing around in the back of my head....what if I had been bitten at the hospital? What would we do with Munchkin? If I could survive in the Zombie Apocalypse, we would be golden, because I'm her sole food source. So long as I'm around and alive we could keep Munchkin going, especially since she would have been small enough not to inhibit movement or slow us down to much.
And since my brain worries me so much, I have this need to write it down, almost convinced that will help me exorcise the macabre ideas eating at my brain. I'm going to start plotting out a bunch of short stories from the ideas and scenario buzzing around in my brain. And then when November rolls around again it should be much easier and more planned out so I can be more focused, even though I'll have an almost 1 year old at that point.

Oddities

I have a very odd aversion to water.

I know that sounds quite odd, but it's true. I've had this aversion since I was a child. Back then I would avoid the shower till my hair was to oily to ignore (I know, not the most pleasant thing, but my mother did what she could to keep me clean and not getting made fun of for my oddity)
I think in elementary school being made fun of for being chunky didn't help, but my mother did the best she could, and would normally talk me into bathing so she could do my hair, which I still love. It got better in middle school, because I had a friend that didn't always shower and she would sometimes smell of sweat, and I didn't want to have people make fun of me for that behind my back like they sometimes did to her.
It got a little worse in high school, but only because I had a problem with getting involved with a book until midnight and not wake up in time to shower in the morning.
But all that comes down to this, I finally figured out why I don't like showers, I have an odd aversion to water. I am unsure as to what started this, but it has been there for as long as I can remember. I just dislike the feeling of water on my skin. That being said, I love swimming, still want to go skinny dipping before I get to old, and occasionally enjoy a walk in the rain. (especially kissing someone in the rain, now that's fun ;~) )
Husband often teases me good-naturally about being a cat, and I always reply that I'm to nice to be a cat.

To head in a little sappier direction before closing this out... I have a completely awesome Husband. He makes a great effort to understand me, and we have learned to communicate very well over the past 4 years. Even his siblings have commented on his change in attitude and demeanor. But even with that they have very little contact with us. I wonder if they realize how much that will affect their ability to see Munchkin as she grows and starts to remember who the people around her are.