CAUTION: Woman In Progress

I'm not having a great day. There's nothing inherently wrong with today. No one's been on me to do anything. No one's been rude. My hair looks mostly okay. My lunch was decent. I've had plenty of coffee. My boss has been pleasant. I've avoided any negative conversations. I even feel a little extra room in my pants today. For whatever reason, though, today is just one of those days where I am just not enjoying life. It's hard to describe what I feel like to day. I don't feel bad, per se. I just don't feel good. I don't feel unhappy, I just don't feel happy. I don't feel tired, I just don't feel awake. I don't feel depressed, I just don't feel not depressed. Everything just feels meh. To compliment all this meh-ness, everything and everyone, no matter how pleasant or playful or thoughtful has just gotten on my nerves. For instance, the other supervisor from my department came into the lounge at lunch while I was in there and...

Cat-FISH, that is. So I had an awesome Easter weekend. The library was closed for Good Friday, so, hello three day weekend! I slept in Friday morning, cooked a nice omelet for breakfast, took my time drinking a nice big hot cup of coffee and snuggled that fluffy devilish pup of mine. It was so nice. Sis1 rolled into town around 10 and she, Mama and I spent the day together window shopping and hanging out. We ate bbq at Sis1's favorite place and got frappacino's at Starbucks and went into every little boutique on Main Street. We went antiquing and I spent my birthday money on a set of vintage glass bowls and fell in love with a coffee table that had an antique trunk lid for the top. I walked away from it though, because, hello...$50, but it hurt to leave it at the store. Like, physically hurt. But, you know, responsibilities and all that. Off topic: I'm currently in the midst of putting up every penny I can in hopes of saving enough money for a new roof next year. Actual...

Last Saturday I did something I don't normally do on weekends unless under duress...I went out into the world and participated in life. Efan's been taking martial arts classes for the past year and Saturday was his first demo. It took place at the international fiesta that the university sponsors each spring. I've only been to the international fiesta once, many many moons ago when Emmy was a wee girl. Back then it was kinda boring. Not much going on and not much to do. It has grown a lot over the years, though I never really cared because I'm a reclusive deeply introverted hermit who relies on her Saturdays for recharging. BUT, this past Saturday I dug myself out of my pjs and texted Sis2 for deets and we ended up not only going to the fiesta together, but we also went to the veterinary school's open house...yet another event I wouldn't normally attend. Goofus was out of town taking care of his mom who recently had two kidney stones crushed and a temporary ...