My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--- It gives a lovely light!
(Edna St. Vincent Millay, from A Few Figs From Thistles)
Alas, last week became progressively worse. After my work melt down and the comfort of stew I was prepared to face the remainder of the week. All the book-buying and old movie watching in the world could not have improved my mood. Work was stressful during the week and I actually looked forward to my Saturday shift. Typically, Saturdays are quiet and I catch-up on work. This past Saturday my work computer somehow became infected with a nasty virus that riddled my computer with porn and erectile dysfunction ads. Then we had a creepy guy in the library and security had to be called. And my dad was in the hospital with bleeding ulcers (he's okay now).
Stress, stress, and more stress.
I am determined that this week will be better! Today I spent my time sleeping, reading Edna St. Vincent Millay, mopping, thumbing through the newspaper, drinking caramel macchiatos and day dreaming. I've done nothing except some cleaning. Most of my day I spent sitting in a chair, staring at nothing, and pretending I was a turnip or someother vapid vegetable.
Tomorrow? I plan on whipping myself into a state of industry! Stitching, reading, blogging, and baking will commence with fervor. I need to eke out as much joy as I can before I go back to work on Tuesday.
Tonight? My only goal is to talk Sam into taking us out for dinner and watching T.V. with the family.