Escuta e repete...
"I will not make my own life a living hell by overanalysing everything."
Repita muitas vezes... E repita-as outra vez at que voc acredite.
Right-right.
My mother is leaving for LA tomorrow. I can only hope that she comes back in a better mood and thoroughly relaxed. Otherwise, it'll be back to cat-fight city every other day. She'll have 7 days with my kids' grandfather though.. so that means a lot of fun, pampering, and occasional binge drinking of martinis. No worries.
So, I have some goals for this week:
1. Clean out and clean up my bedroom. I have tons of clothes and the only thing that may save me from being eaten by the clutter might be to pack up all of my winter stuffs and store it all in the attic. Also, I have a lurking suspicion that I may have some stuff in the attic to toss.
2. Wash that stinkin dog!!! I have no idea of what he may have rolled in, but my fluffy golden-boy now has these nasty patches of black on him. It looks like the dark-colored silt from the creek, but until I have a hose in hand, I'm just not willing to find out. We have neighbors with cattle, so I really don't need to run my fingers through cow shit encrusted fur.
3. If it's sunny, the boys and I can finally build that paper mache volcano! Yay!!!
4. My garage looks like a gardening / automotive / thrift shop vomited. I think it's time to clean out and organize my stuff, the kid's toys, et cetera, and let Mom and my brother-in-law, Craig, deal with the rest.
5. Again, if it's sunny, both of the boys now own very nice Super Soakers. I think the gun fight could take place while I'm washing el mutt-o.
6. I'm having friends over... I want to sit around, relax, maybe cook out some hamburgers... Just chill without all of the drama that comes with going out.
I swear... we can't go anywhere as a crowd without some ex-military nutjob or inbreeder on steriods trying to prove that he's badder than the heavily tattooed lot of us. It gets old when all that we want to do is have a decent meal or play some pool. I've decided that far too many people in Asheville balance their egos on that fucking chip on their shoulder.
7. I think I may pamper myself a bit with a nice long bath sometime when no one else will be around to bother me. Yeah... that sounds lovely.
Blah... I need to finish rewriting and formatting specs. I have a need to get through these as quickly as possible. No torture compares to having to update and 'beautify' Engineering and Construction Master Specifications. I've become so bored with these that think I could easily withstand Chinese water torture at this point.
On the positive side, I'm being paid nicely to sit on my ass beside an unringing phone and format documents while all of the Engineers are attending a seminar today.
Agora, v sobre com vida e no o foda todo acima.
"I will not make my own life a living hell by overanalysing everything."
Repita muitas vezes... E repita-as outra vez at que voc acredite.
Right-right.
My mother is leaving for LA tomorrow. I can only hope that she comes back in a better mood and thoroughly relaxed. Otherwise, it'll be back to cat-fight city every other day. She'll have 7 days with my kids' grandfather though.. so that means a lot of fun, pampering, and occasional binge drinking of martinis. No worries.
So, I have some goals for this week:
1. Clean out and clean up my bedroom. I have tons of clothes and the only thing that may save me from being eaten by the clutter might be to pack up all of my winter stuffs and store it all in the attic. Also, I have a lurking suspicion that I may have some stuff in the attic to toss.
2. Wash that stinkin dog!!! I have no idea of what he may have rolled in, but my fluffy golden-boy now has these nasty patches of black on him. It looks like the dark-colored silt from the creek, but until I have a hose in hand, I'm just not willing to find out. We have neighbors with cattle, so I really don't need to run my fingers through cow shit encrusted fur.
3. If it's sunny, the boys and I can finally build that paper mache volcano! Yay!!!
4. My garage looks like a gardening / automotive / thrift shop vomited. I think it's time to clean out and organize my stuff, the kid's toys, et cetera, and let Mom and my brother-in-law, Craig, deal with the rest.
5. Again, if it's sunny, both of the boys now own very nice Super Soakers. I think the gun fight could take place while I'm washing el mutt-o.
6. I'm having friends over... I want to sit around, relax, maybe cook out some hamburgers... Just chill without all of the drama that comes with going out.
I swear... we can't go anywhere as a crowd without some ex-military nutjob or inbreeder on steriods trying to prove that he's badder than the heavily tattooed lot of us. It gets old when all that we want to do is have a decent meal or play some pool. I've decided that far too many people in Asheville balance their egos on that fucking chip on their shoulder.
7. I think I may pamper myself a bit with a nice long bath sometime when no one else will be around to bother me. Yeah... that sounds lovely.
Blah... I need to finish rewriting and formatting specs. I have a need to get through these as quickly as possible. No torture compares to having to update and 'beautify' Engineering and Construction Master Specifications. I've become so bored with these that think I could easily withstand Chinese water torture at this point.
On the positive side, I'm being paid nicely to sit on my ass beside an unringing phone and format documents while all of the Engineers are attending a seminar today.
Agora, v sobre com vida e no o foda todo acima.
I think you should start with #7.