I've been lousy on this blogspot. And I don't know why. Well, actually I do --- short term memory loss: I forget it's here! But I do enjoy reading the blogs of others and may I just say, Beth, that you inspire me.
So, I'm just going to start off and blog about anything that comes to mind, boring or not, and I figure in time I'll fine tune and improve.
Things on my mind tonight are:
Long fingernails. Yes, mine are fake. My own nails are terrible and brittle and ugly and I really do NOT like working on them. I don't have the patience. So, I'll pay other people to do it. Gives me time to sit back and day dream. Ray loves long nails on women. Poor man -- he got stuck with me. But I have to say, these false ones irritate the heck out of me. I can't type, much less text, and they don't scratch well. I don't know whether it is because they are dull (meaning not sharp) or because I never realized before that scratching an itch was a two way satisfaction. And I find myself doing the Dolly Parton "9 to 5" tapping on a hard surface and sometimes it's fun but sometimes it's downright irritating. My own nails never grow. Never. No matter how much Sally Hanson I put on them. But now, protected by the falsies, they are growing about 1/2 inch a month, which means I am ready for new nails every two weeks or less. And when they get that long, they hurt. But, on the plus side, Ray is always commenting on how much he likes them and I am no longer self conscious when someone is standing over me while I type or write. I am also girly-girl enough that I like the pretty colors. Hmmm......
CSI: Having been 9 years late to this wonderful program, both Ray and I are hopelessly hooked. Like, 5 hours a night and more on the weekends. We have abandoned House and Lost and even most of the Olympics. And now we are into reruns of the original reruns and still watching episodes we saw less than 2 momths before. In between, we have netflix, which is confusing because we started Netflix from episode one of the first season, but they are showing episodes from a few years later on the DVR (from SPIKE TV) and to further confuse the time line, we brought season 9 to fill in between the NETFLIX and the DVR, so that we never have a night without it. Obsessive, yes, but I'm sure it will run it's course. (We did the same with House and Lost when we were in Germany, so I guess this is how we like to watch TV) I think Nick is way handsome, I want Warrick for my best friend and Greg is just plain cute. And I'd like to be like Catherine -- beautiful, sexy, competant, together, popular. But in truth I am more like Sarah -- passionate, compassionate, out-spoken, opinionated, plain. But, hey -- she got Grissom and I LOVE Grissom. I love his wit, his obessions, his focus, his calm, his funny little walk and his absurd hats. So, this is where I am right now but at least we can laugh at ourselves about it.
WORK: Work is in a good place right now and I've been in this crazy business for enough years to know it isnt going to last, so I appreciate it. My boss is OK. Which is good because he is also my next door neighbor. The guys I supervise are all smart and funny and easy to get along with. I got the cream of the crop, even though they are all trainees. As we rotate every few weeks, this will also change, so I am savoring my time wth them. My work relations with my contractor counterparts couldn't be better. Having said all that, I remain unsatisfied and I still do not look forward to going to work and this has been the case for several years now. I am just burned out. And after 30 years, I think that is normal. So, I'm weighing my options and tryng to figure out how much annuity I can afford to lose if I take an earlier retirement. Just knowing I can leave anytime after April 30 has relieved a lot of stress, so I don't really know where I am going from here. I think I will just let it play out naturally and I will just know when the time has come and I'm not going to worry about it any more.
OK. That's enough for tonight. It will be interesting to see when I can remember to blog again.
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