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expectations
Jun. 26th, 2005 09:17 pmDo you ever feel like you are just setting yourself up for failure? I realized this afternoon that I am bound to be disappointed with my day off tomorrow. You know why? Because in my head, tomorrow is the day that I spend relaxing, but get basically everything on my list done. I am going to finish editing the rest of M's book, write my next article for MM, study, clean the house and do the laundry. It's just not realistic! Especially since my nose has announced its intention to invite a cold over to play. It has seemed to be heading there twice before in the last couple of weeks but it never did make it, so maybe it will go away this time, too... but it's much stronger this time. I'm not ready to be sick again. Especially since I don't have any time off work. How the heck am I going to build that back up anyway if I keep getting sick and going on vacation? :)
Something that is really disturbing me is that we've suddenly been getting a LOT of credit card junk mail focused on airline miles. We get a lot of credit card junk mail in general, but lately, all of them are offering us double airline miles, or airline miles with no restrictions. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I can't help but associate this sudden increase in travel credit cards with the fact that I just spent two thousand dollars by credit card on airline tickets. And call me paranoid, but I'm not all that thrilled with the idea that someone could be watching that closely. I guess it's more likely that Orbitz sold my address than that someone is monitoring what I spend money on. At least, that's what I'm going to tell myself.
I was so tickled by Miss Elizabeth today. She was sitting on the table (we were holding her, naturally) after we finished eating at Subway and playing with five packets of salt. It was just so cute because I kept picking up the ones she dropped immediately and putting them in my palm, right in front of her. She really, really wanted to hold all of them, but somehow, she just didn't have five hands so it was totally impossible. And therefore, she would pick up one in each hand (I love to watch baby fingers work, as if every movement is created by strict concentration) and then reach for another one, but to pick it up, she had to drop the first one. And then when she had it in her hand, she would reach with the other hand to pick up the next piece, but she had to drop the second piece to pick up the fourth. It was SO CUTE. *sigh* Baby stories are never all that great unless you're actually there, are they?
Something that is really disturbing me is that we've suddenly been getting a LOT of credit card junk mail focused on airline miles. We get a lot of credit card junk mail in general, but lately, all of them are offering us double airline miles, or airline miles with no restrictions. Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I can't help but associate this sudden increase in travel credit cards with the fact that I just spent two thousand dollars by credit card on airline tickets. And call me paranoid, but I'm not all that thrilled with the idea that someone could be watching that closely. I guess it's more likely that Orbitz sold my address than that someone is monitoring what I spend money on. At least, that's what I'm going to tell myself.
I was so tickled by Miss Elizabeth today. She was sitting on the table (we were holding her, naturally) after we finished eating at Subway and playing with five packets of salt. It was just so cute because I kept picking up the ones she dropped immediately and putting them in my palm, right in front of her. She really, really wanted to hold all of them, but somehow, she just didn't have five hands so it was totally impossible. And therefore, she would pick up one in each hand (I love to watch baby fingers work, as if every movement is created by strict concentration) and then reach for another one, but to pick it up, she had to drop the first one. And then when she had it in her hand, she would reach with the other hand to pick up the next piece, but she had to drop the second piece to pick up the fourth. It was SO CUTE. *sigh* Baby stories are never all that great unless you're actually there, are they?
