Just listen to the rain beat on my window pane.
It’s another rainy day here in Connecticut. It’s like some karmic realization happened up in the sky: New England had two weeks of almost all warm sunshine and dry climate. Time to drop some rain on their parades.
In all seriousness, I realize that we need the rain to keep the greenery green and to make the flowers keep from crumbling to dust. Yet, alas. I miss the warmth and find it hard to really wake up properly in the grey damp.
I’m listening to some upbeat music to try to knock me out of the malaise. The Garifuna Women’s Project by Umalali is really a great way to get your hips shaking (and everything else). It really does wake me up a little bit and make me want to shake my moneymaker.
(Yeah, I just said that. I know.)
I’m not really looking forward to seeing Mr. Hardcore today. I’m feeling quiet and introspective, and I feel like I have to be more sprightly in his presence. I don’t quite know why I feel that way, but there it is, you know? Mr. HC will only be around for a half hour, or so, when I go in, though, so that’s not so bad. And it isn’t like I don’t like him or don’t have fun with him. I just feel as though he is the common denominator for all of my exhaustion and crankiness at work. It’s as though I am trying too hard to be what he needs in an employee right now. I want to be able to continue being something of a friend to him and to keep being a great employee. It’s hard to keep a balance.
I admit, straight out, that I do not think this heavily about my friendship with Mr. HC on a regular basis.
It’s strange to sit down at my computer, type a few lines about not really wanting to see Mr. HC today, and start analyzing what it is that bothers me about the situation. I didn’t intend to delve too deeply.
I still have a few things to do before work today.
I spent an inordinate amount of time today unsubscribing myself from multiple e-mail lists.
I know that it is only virtual clutter, but I’d like to just get myself away from it all.
When I signed up on the Red Sox website for updates, requested information from PETA, and purchased something from J.Crew’s website, I never actually intended to fill my e-mail box.
Not to mention that despite my withdrawal from CCSU in the fall, I still was getting all these updates from them. CCSU was the first mailing list I canceled when I began an hour ago.
One of the few things that I do need to do before going to work is my yoga practice. I usually do that before breakfast, but decided to put it off. If I don’t have to go into work until 3, I might as well enjoy my gloomy morning.
Also, despite a growing stack of books in my “to-read” pile, I’m considering a trip to the library. A friend loaned me The Swiss Family Robinson, but I have such a short attention span these days. I’ve been leaning toward magazine reading, or various non-fiction sorts of things.
For example, I just read Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser. It was fantastic.
I think that for the first time in a long time I am leaning toward the non-fiction books and away from novels.
Anyways, off I go.