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Jan. 10th, 2005 07:42 amIt started raining last night and has remained dreary into the morning. There is a heavy fog, i can't see the navy boat out front. i hope the fog lifts before Master heads south this morning.Master is coming south this morning to bring one of His workers into Kuwait so he can fly up to Baghdad to fill in for a man up there who has to go home to help his family rebuild from the tsunami. The worker is afraid the other man won't be coming back. The worker isn't particularly pleased about being sent farther north, and neither is Master. The worker is one of Master's best. The warehouse in Baghdad is in the green zone, and therefore relatively safe, even so, the farther north, the less safe. Master suggested sending the man who'd just returned from leave for his father's funeral, but the site manager has heard about the other, and wants him. Both are good workers, i shall never understand the workings of the minds of men.
The Weider comes today. Master is excited. He hopes to be here when it arrives, so He can supervise the set up. i sort of pushed really hard for this, and yet i have trouble believing i would be happy with a huge piece of workout equipment in my dining area. It is a testamony to the size of the great room that there can be a dining table/8 chairs, a sideboard, loveseat, sofa, armchair, entertainment center, and cabinet in that room and still have space for Max to play fetch as well as for storing two bikes. And room to dance around. perhas my worst fear is coming true, i'm turning into a Texas redneck. Soon, i expect, i will want pink flamingoes on the patio, as well as an old tub for soaking car parts, and a broken toilet filled with soil and begonias. On the other hand, i will have good muscle tone. Is it worth it, i wonder?
It is easy to forget that the rest of the world doesn't follow the middle east time line. All yesterday i was waiting to hear from the agent about Corfu. Then i realized that office was probably closed because it was Sunday. Here i am into hump day already, and most of the rest of the world is only starting its work week. The flight is booked, tentative, the final decision will be made as soon as i get the answers from the agent.
i promised Veiliegirl that i would send her some socks. i went to the yarn store yesterday and got some newyarn. i found some i love, and have decided she will love too, so that package will have to wait for a week or so. i got some nice 'anti-tickle' wool for socks for Son and BIL. The intention is those will be for Christmas, but i probably won't be able to wait that long. If they are done when i go home, which is very very likely, i will give the socks then. Writing this, i must get more wool. i have a brother too.
Today will mostly be spent working on re-typing some journal articles. i kick myself for not remembering where the original photocopy is, and for being too lazy to go to the library to find the journal. Scanning the two articles would be so much simpler than re-typing and trying to make them look authentic. Hindsight is 20-20, but who has eyes in their butt?
The soreness in my shoulder and neck has gone. i took a muscle relaxer last night before i went to sleep. i don't know how i did it, but i am darn sure going to make every effort not to do it again. It is odd how some pain is just not tolerable to me. On further thought, no it isn't. Shoulder pain is not erotic. i love erotic pain. i wonder what the cleaning woman thinks when she does the bedroom floor and sees the chains at the corners of the beds.
It is 8:00 a.m. and i still need lights in the apartment to work. i can feel my chipper spirits leaving me. i have to think good thoughts. Since the first i've released 1.5 pounds. Keep thinking that.
The Weider comes today. Master is excited. He hopes to be here when it arrives, so He can supervise the set up. i sort of pushed really hard for this, and yet i have trouble believing i would be happy with a huge piece of workout equipment in my dining area. It is a testamony to the size of the great room that there can be a dining table/8 chairs, a sideboard, loveseat, sofa, armchair, entertainment center, and cabinet in that room and still have space for Max to play fetch as well as for storing two bikes. And room to dance around. perhas my worst fear is coming true, i'm turning into a Texas redneck. Soon, i expect, i will want pink flamingoes on the patio, as well as an old tub for soaking car parts, and a broken toilet filled with soil and begonias. On the other hand, i will have good muscle tone. Is it worth it, i wonder?
It is easy to forget that the rest of the world doesn't follow the middle east time line. All yesterday i was waiting to hear from the agent about Corfu. Then i realized that office was probably closed because it was Sunday. Here i am into hump day already, and most of the rest of the world is only starting its work week. The flight is booked, tentative, the final decision will be made as soon as i get the answers from the agent.
i promised Veiliegirl that i would send her some socks. i went to the yarn store yesterday and got some newyarn. i found some i love, and have decided she will love too, so that package will have to wait for a week or so. i got some nice 'anti-tickle' wool for socks for Son and BIL. The intention is those will be for Christmas, but i probably won't be able to wait that long. If they are done when i go home, which is very very likely, i will give the socks then. Writing this, i must get more wool. i have a brother too.
Today will mostly be spent working on re-typing some journal articles. i kick myself for not remembering where the original photocopy is, and for being too lazy to go to the library to find the journal. Scanning the two articles would be so much simpler than re-typing and trying to make them look authentic. Hindsight is 20-20, but who has eyes in their butt?
The soreness in my shoulder and neck has gone. i took a muscle relaxer last night before i went to sleep. i don't know how i did it, but i am darn sure going to make every effort not to do it again. It is odd how some pain is just not tolerable to me. On further thought, no it isn't. Shoulder pain is not erotic. i love erotic pain. i wonder what the cleaning woman thinks when she does the bedroom floor and sees the chains at the corners of the beds.
It is 8:00 a.m. and i still need lights in the apartment to work. i can feel my chipper spirits leaving me. i have to think good thoughts. Since the first i've released 1.5 pounds. Keep thinking that.
