Back in the real world
Aug. 11th, 2009 12:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
melaniesuzanneLast night Hubbyfink asked if I was feeling okay. No, I replied after a pause to consider the question, and it wasn't just because of the stomach-churning headache I'd developed from staring at a computer screen all day. No, I was terribly discontent with our house. Hubbyfink frowned and asked what was wrong with the house. I began a list: the ants, the windows, the nasty carpets, the unpainted walls, the concrete slab in the back yard, and the general level of filth. I really, really want to rip up the carpets, I told the 'fink. He looked a little horrified. Not tonight, I promised. Or even tomorrow... He asked if he should clear his schedule on Wednesday for carpet removal. Alas, no. We really should replace the windows first.
I'm alarmed by how out of shape I am. My heat and physical work tolerances were pretty low the past couple of weeks and that frightened me. I'm also not thrilled with my appearance in photographs, truth be told. And so it's far past time to get back on that physical improvement horse. Done.
Our mortgage company has apparently ceased most operations. I discovered this last night when I tried to pay our mortgage online. All payments must be mailed in to a new address until further notice. Oddly, there's nothing on the home page about the company dying nor have I received communication in writing about this. Warm fuzzies are not bountiful.
Work has been blessedly low-key. I had 550 messages to slog through yesterday; not bad for being out for two weeks. Bossmand was surprised that I hadn't logged in at all. I assured him that when I'm on vacation, I'm on VACATION (aside from side trips to the office in another state, that is, but I won't be making that a habit).
I downloaded Mothership Zeta for Fallout 3 last night, but I haven't started playing the DLC yet. I haven't finished Point Lookout and would rather not start a new campaign until its ends are tidied up.
I'm alarmed by how out of shape I am. My heat and physical work tolerances were pretty low the past couple of weeks and that frightened me. I'm also not thrilled with my appearance in photographs, truth be told. And so it's far past time to get back on that physical improvement horse. Done.
Our mortgage company has apparently ceased most operations. I discovered this last night when I tried to pay our mortgage online. All payments must be mailed in to a new address until further notice. Oddly, there's nothing on the home page about the company dying nor have I received communication in writing about this. Warm fuzzies are not bountiful.
Work has been blessedly low-key. I had 550 messages to slog through yesterday; not bad for being out for two weeks. Bossmand was surprised that I hadn't logged in at all. I assured him that when I'm on vacation, I'm on VACATION (aside from side trips to the office in another state, that is, but I won't be making that a habit).
I downloaded Mothership Zeta for Fallout 3 last night, but I haven't started playing the DLC yet. I haven't finished Point Lookout and would rather not start a new campaign until its ends are tidied up.
