All the Time in the World

[vixalicious]

*sigh* That's the song playing on my iPod right now - ironic, since I'm sitting here wondering where the weekend went.

I've really gotten spoiled with my travel schedule this spring, and now that I'm back on doing back-to-back trips, I'm cranky. I got home around 11pm on Friday night, and left out at 3pm today, so that's what? 36 hours home? Something like that. I spent most of that doing prep work on my living room: taking off the electrical covers, patching scratches, sanding down drywall, primering over the paint sample that I tried and didn't like, washing the baseboards. Now I just have to find the time to actually paint. It's looking like the end of April, unless my site for week after next falls off.

Hmm. That's about all I have to say that isn't whining, either about the house, or being a grown up, or being single, or the blisters on my feet, or my writing. Whining feels overindulgent today, so I'm going to skip it.

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[shirecreature.livejournal.com]

That's ok I'm prepared to whinge right along with you. I have a lovely time at the Metropolitcan Museum of Art on Saturday, but the rest of the weeked was basically crap. Whine, whine, whine.