Thursday’s Thoughts

Let’s see…things I need to do.

1) Get into some kind of schedule, where I get up at a ‘normal’ time. (Otherwise ice cream and chocolate bars will never be safe in the house again. *pokes at Harley*)
2) Work on the getting in shape thing. (Yes, I walk two days…then laze around for the other five. *headdesk*)
3) Adding to the schedule thing…Set aside time to use for writing, and only writing. (As tech. I’ve already suppose to have attempted this already.)

Poor Sonja…She got the brunt of one of my blow-ups today. Mainly due to the fact that her lack of common sense was showing through. I was working on dinner…and everything was going so well (should of been my first clue something was due to go so wrong). Had the grill ready, the charcoal was white, ready for the chicken. Forgot to spread the charcoal out before taking the chicken outside. Sonja is standing right there, so I think…’Hey, this is easy, she should be able to do this.’…I ask her to Please, hang onto the chicken. Just stand there and hang onto it…*headdesk* While I’m searching for something to spread the coals out with, she decides to sit down…then decides…Hey, the bbq sauce is getting on her skirt…So instead of waiting for me to get back to her…She sets the tray of chicken down…On the floor…In front of the front door…Front door open wide…Seeing this upsets me enough…Seeing that the cat has helped itself to a chicken breast…therefore contaminating the rest of them as well…I bloody well lost it, and the other three pieces of chicken hit the ground, as I started yelling. *beats head on wall*
I swear dinner never comes together easily…and this had been working well…*sigh* Luckily I had just enough chicken in the freezer to replace the lost chicken…and still managed to get it done by the time my mum got home.
I gave the critter some squeezes later, trying to make-up for my fit. Then after that, while the chicken was cooking, I let myself get drug into a game of tag. Did not take long to wear me out (hence why I need to start exercising, and getting my energy levels built back up…Which I know is part of the reason I snap so easily…as I am so tired all the time, and have no energy, and irratable…Ug).

I’m contemplating just staying up when I get Sonja off to school…I guess I’ll see how I feel tomarrow morning. Some days I’m quite awake for that half hour, fourty-five minutes…Other times I fall back to sleep while she’s getting dressed (which is one of two reasons I set the alarm to go off when it does. It wakes me up again if need be, and it tells Sonja it’s time to get her shoes and coat on, and her backpack in her grasp).
I might have to try it tomarrow…as Harley might be awake by then. He went out about six o’clock tonight. Maybe tag wore him about a bit too. *laughs* I took a nap along with him. I swear the living room almost looks like a body farm…*looks around at the ‘corpses’* They is all so cute when they is sleeping (even mum, who is curled up in her chair asleep).

I made up a flower arrangement today, to take to Dominic. I still need to figure out how I’m going to stick it in the ground so it’ll stay up. There is a little spade around here somewhere…but finding it, yeah…not an easy task.
Mum reminded me I need to get some flowers for in town too…She mentioned a third bunch as well…but that is hers not mine. Blah…What happened to the good ol’ days when I could wander through and not know people.

Still have lines open in the writing challenge, if anyone else is interested. ———-> Writing Challenge

I’ve got a letter I have to write tonight…In case I see someone tomarrow.

Mailed out the registration form for Sonja’s camp today. So that’s now offically in motion.

The guy whose been working on vehicles called today…Mum’s Jeep is done already. (The shortest time yet.)

Still working on the name thing…I think I found part of it…but I’m thinking I want the second part to be like part of a pen name (an idea implanted in my head -like so many- by my darling sister). I do not like my last name….and to be honest, don’t see me keeping it forever. I don’t really care too much for my maiden name either…And there is only one who bears the name who would make me wish to keep it…and I don’t think he would mind my shedding of it (as it is Dominic, and I know my baby loves me no matter what). So I suppose that means I need a new last name. *laughs*