Does anyone remember that one? A computer animated movie that came out around 2000? I remember being at Dave's house and watching it with everyone; we thought it was the funniest thing ever.
The one productive thing I've done today is introduce Buddy to my cats. For those who don't know, I have two cats. The nice, pretty one is Emily and the mean, psychotic runt is Maggie. We've been keeping them in a room away from the dog so I could figure out a good way to introduce them. Everything I read said to be patient, take it in stages, blah blah blah. I have tried being patient by letting them see each other through the outside window, taking Buddy in the room on the leash, etc....and it was doing absolutely nothing besides making the spare bedroom unusable because it was the cat's room. Plus, the cats had been not in the best living conditions at my old place so I was not comfortable with leaving them in there as long as we have been. Adam's friend told him that when they introduced their cats and dog they just let them duke it out, and after a few scratches and hisses the dog learned to stay away from the cats. The internet told me this was the absolute worst way for pets to become acquainted. So, naturally, today I opened the spare bedroom door and walked away.
A few minutes later I came back in and cat food was spilled all over the place and Maggie was about two times her size in ruffled fur hissing at the dog. That was a couple hours ago. Nothing bad has happened yet...I keep hearing random pet noises and Buddy runs in and out of the room, but every time I go in there everything is fine. The cats are obviously taking care of themselves yet Buddy has not lost an eye. It's more funny than anything because Buddy is SO FRUSTRATED that they don't want to play.
I guess the internet was wrong.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
Buddy is staring at me.
As if to give me a bigger guilt trip for sitting down at the computer to write my first blog on here instead of playing with him, or doing the litter box, or unpacking the boxes that have filled up 3 rooms, or helping my dad pack, or working.
I probably would have done started actually writing in here (as opposed to just having an account to leave comments on Teresa's blog) sooner, except my only access to the internet in the last several months have been on Adam's computer or at work. But now Adam has somehow fixed my old computer so it runs as well as it possibly could for its age AND we have a real office. Two super cool things that make me want to wake up my tired brain by writing again. Even if it's just rambling about things like my computer or the dog.
I just realized this is exactly the kind of thing I used to write on Open Diary, and yet for some reason I'm starting an entirely new blog on here. I guess it's because OD hasn't been cool or popular for years, even though I still check it from time to time. I like that I have an online diary going back to high school - almost 7 years of postings. I am a completely different person now than I was at the start of that diary, so I guess it's appropriate I start something new now.
I really like the new place, as most anyone who is reading this already knows. The deal we have seems too good to be true, and since I've already heard rumors that our landlady is crazy I'm not entirely comfortable yet. But all the moving is finally done, and it is really satisfying to have everything at the same place. My only real stresses now come from two areas - work and my parents move.
I just took the dog out for a minute, and it was cloudy with a cool breeze (by Florida in July standards). I watched a butterfly flutter around in our semi-private backyard, and smelled rain and fresh cut grass. Let me clarify something - I really LOVE the new place.
As I was saying, the two major stresses are work and Mom and Dad's move to Colorado. Anyone who has ever worked at Boston knows the craziness that can occur there. Right now I believe we are in the most crazy, stupid, stressful situation ever - I'm now even willing to say it surpasses the Donna drama. I don't particularly want to go into details as this is a public blog - wait - I DO want to go into details, but I don't think it's a good idea. But there is no way things can continue much longer the way they are. During shifts almost everyone is filled with stress, and if the tension gets mentioned by anyone, everyone starts getting angry and talking about it. God. I just started typing more and realized there's no way I could stop if I kept thinking about it. The point is I'm driving a very long way to what inevitably ends up being a very stressful day. I just want to make it through till Waterford Lakes opens. Then I'll be close and happy and everything will be ok.
As for the parental move, that's not a huge deal, but one of those things that is always on the back of your mind. My mom moved a couple months ago to Colorado, and my dad has stayed here to sell the house and pack up. The house has been sold (last I heard), and so now comes the packing. He's very overwhelmed with everything all by himself, and so my mom has asked me and Sarah to help him out. I completely don't mind, it's just really bad timing. I just finished my move in the past week (in which I put over 800 miles on my car in 9 days, I believe), and I still have so much unpacking to do. Plus I now live 45 minutes away - which eats up my gas money, toll money, and time (did I mention I drive an non-airconditioned car every day in the Central Florida summer), so the only time I'm in town is when I'm working. And because work has been so stressful, all I ever want to do is just go home or relax. I could drive out there today, for instance, but this is the first day since Sunday I haven't had to go out there. And I work tomorrow, and at least 4 10 hour closing shifts this week in which I serve and manage. I need to just suck it up and do it, it'll all be over in a few weeks, but I'm out of mental/emotional energy right now. Which makes me sound like a whiny bitch which then gives me a huge guilt complex. Blah.
As down as those last couple paragraphs sound, things are really good otherwise. As long as I can get through the next couple weeks without quitting my job or making my parents pissed at me, I'll be alright. Once I get started, I get excited about unpacking and setting up our new place. I think even though I've moved far away from all my friends, I still will have a housewarming party and guilt them all into coming. We have plenty of room for people to crash, and a decent sized outside area to hang out. Although I think the last time I threw a real, non-school related party was the costume party at my parents house senior year of high school. But, hey, that was a hit!
I'm rambling now and the washer has stopped, so it's time to go do some more real work. I'm sure I'll be back on soon.
I probably would have done started actually writing in here (as opposed to just having an account to leave comments on Teresa's blog) sooner, except my only access to the internet in the last several months have been on Adam's computer or at work. But now Adam has somehow fixed my old computer so it runs as well as it possibly could for its age AND we have a real office. Two super cool things that make me want to wake up my tired brain by writing again. Even if it's just rambling about things like my computer or the dog.
I just realized this is exactly the kind of thing I used to write on Open Diary, and yet for some reason I'm starting an entirely new blog on here. I guess it's because OD hasn't been cool or popular for years, even though I still check it from time to time. I like that I have an online diary going back to high school - almost 7 years of postings. I am a completely different person now than I was at the start of that diary, so I guess it's appropriate I start something new now.
I really like the new place, as most anyone who is reading this already knows. The deal we have seems too good to be true, and since I've already heard rumors that our landlady is crazy I'm not entirely comfortable yet. But all the moving is finally done, and it is really satisfying to have everything at the same place. My only real stresses now come from two areas - work and my parents move.
I just took the dog out for a minute, and it was cloudy with a cool breeze (by Florida in July standards). I watched a butterfly flutter around in our semi-private backyard, and smelled rain and fresh cut grass. Let me clarify something - I really LOVE the new place.
As I was saying, the two major stresses are work and Mom and Dad's move to Colorado. Anyone who has ever worked at Boston knows the craziness that can occur there. Right now I believe we are in the most crazy, stupid, stressful situation ever - I'm now even willing to say it surpasses the Donna drama. I don't particularly want to go into details as this is a public blog - wait - I DO want to go into details, but I don't think it's a good idea. But there is no way things can continue much longer the way they are. During shifts almost everyone is filled with stress, and if the tension gets mentioned by anyone, everyone starts getting angry and talking about it. God. I just started typing more and realized there's no way I could stop if I kept thinking about it. The point is I'm driving a very long way to what inevitably ends up being a very stressful day. I just want to make it through till Waterford Lakes opens. Then I'll be close and happy and everything will be ok.
As for the parental move, that's not a huge deal, but one of those things that is always on the back of your mind. My mom moved a couple months ago to Colorado, and my dad has stayed here to sell the house and pack up. The house has been sold (last I heard), and so now comes the packing. He's very overwhelmed with everything all by himself, and so my mom has asked me and Sarah to help him out. I completely don't mind, it's just really bad timing. I just finished my move in the past week (in which I put over 800 miles on my car in 9 days, I believe), and I still have so much unpacking to do. Plus I now live 45 minutes away - which eats up my gas money, toll money, and time (did I mention I drive an non-airconditioned car every day in the Central Florida summer), so the only time I'm in town is when I'm working. And because work has been so stressful, all I ever want to do is just go home or relax. I could drive out there today, for instance, but this is the first day since Sunday I haven't had to go out there. And I work tomorrow, and at least 4 10 hour closing shifts this week in which I serve and manage. I need to just suck it up and do it, it'll all be over in a few weeks, but I'm out of mental/emotional energy right now. Which makes me sound like a whiny bitch which then gives me a huge guilt complex. Blah.
As down as those last couple paragraphs sound, things are really good otherwise. As long as I can get through the next couple weeks without quitting my job or making my parents pissed at me, I'll be alright. Once I get started, I get excited about unpacking and setting up our new place. I think even though I've moved far away from all my friends, I still will have a housewarming party and guilt them all into coming. We have plenty of room for people to crash, and a decent sized outside area to hang out. Although I think the last time I threw a real, non-school related party was the costume party at my parents house senior year of high school. But, hey, that was a hit!
I'm rambling now and the washer has stopped, so it's time to go do some more real work. I'm sure I'll be back on soon.
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