Life Intervenes
Of all the pseudo New Year resolutions I made at the beginning of this year, I’ve only kept one and maybe a half. The truth is I don’t even have time to have the will to remind myself to do them. I’ve requested to drop my work status at work when the next possible date comes around. In normal people language, that means that I’ve put in to work fewer hours per pay period. Since I have no one to pay my bills for me, that means 36 rather than 40 hours a week. I wish I could drop it further or better yet quit forever and move to Argentina.
It snowed today when I’m emotionally ready for winter to be winding down and not winding up. I can’t get tickets for the Tut exhibit to save my life. I’ve been deeply vested in stocking up on the new spring fashions. I just bought the last Michael Kors navy patent wedges from Zappos. They’re all sold out in my size except for brown. The story I was supposed to be working on typing into the computer is just sitting there, at the same page it was at a week ago. The apartment’s filthy. You have intentions to do things, to get involved, to make things better. You try, you make lists and set alarms. But then life intervenes and wears you out.
Posted on February 13th, 2007 under Life • 
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