I'm waiting for my new assistant (his fourth visit!!!!) to show up. He's a bit late, due to Sunday subway weirdnesses, but he emailed me from his Blackberry (okay, my assistant has a Blackberry, but I don't...? Oh, well.) I should mention that I just love this guy, we get along great and he's so incredibly organized and we're actually making progress.
I got some sleep last night, although still not as much as I'd like (thanks, Smartie), but I definitely feel better today. Oh, the sun just came out from behind some clouds and it looks so pretty outside the window. Sky blue sky--it's just that color--and small white clouds and sunlight. If/when I move, I hope I get a nice view out my window like this one. I like being able to see trees and sky.
There's the Fabulous Assistant now.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Wow
Has it really been since August that I last posted here? Wow. Shame on me.
Look, I'm not going to promise to improve, that'd just be wasted letters. We'll just see what happens, like always. I'm here now, can't that be enough? (Damn, doesn't that just sound like something some can't-commit-type guy would say? But then, I've certainly been a can't-commit-type gal, so.)
Anyway, I'm having a glass of wine and telling Smartie we'll have milk (yes, "we") in a little while. But I need to unwind, I've spent the last couple of nights not getting anywhere near enough sleep and that's partly due to brain racing and I don't even know who won. (Yuk, yuk.) (Okay, so you can tell I'm sleep deprived, right?)
What have been doing since August, you ask? The only major thing I did was take a 10-day trip to visit friends in San Diego, a trip I couldn't really afford, but that I also couldn't afford not to take. By the time I left, I was a blithering basket case. And I didn't do a lot of resting while I was gone--in fact, I didn't even leave my business in someone else's care, I ran it myself from California. Which didn't work as well as I might have hoped, there were definitely some glitches, but it all worked out eventually. But I came back rested and relaxed and with some semblance of sanity, which is what one needs from a vacation, right?
I did, however, put back on a couple or maybe even a few pounds that I'd taken off up until that point. But I've already taken them off again and maybe then some. I still have a ways to go, but it's certainly more than 12 pounds already. I'll say 15, because I like the sound of that. But I don't own a scale, so I have no idea, I just go by what my clothes are saying.
Since I was just about to make a comment about talking clothes, I think now's the time to wrap this up and say good night.
Good night, Gracie.
Look, I'm not going to promise to improve, that'd just be wasted letters. We'll just see what happens, like always. I'm here now, can't that be enough? (Damn, doesn't that just sound like something some can't-commit-type guy would say? But then, I've certainly been a can't-commit-type gal, so.)
Anyway, I'm having a glass of wine and telling Smartie we'll have milk (yes, "we") in a little while. But I need to unwind, I've spent the last couple of nights not getting anywhere near enough sleep and that's partly due to brain racing and I don't even know who won. (Yuk, yuk.) (Okay, so you can tell I'm sleep deprived, right?)
What have been doing since August, you ask? The only major thing I did was take a 10-day trip to visit friends in San Diego, a trip I couldn't really afford, but that I also couldn't afford not to take. By the time I left, I was a blithering basket case. And I didn't do a lot of resting while I was gone--in fact, I didn't even leave my business in someone else's care, I ran it myself from California. Which didn't work as well as I might have hoped, there were definitely some glitches, but it all worked out eventually. But I came back rested and relaxed and with some semblance of sanity, which is what one needs from a vacation, right?
I did, however, put back on a couple or maybe even a few pounds that I'd taken off up until that point. But I've already taken them off again and maybe then some. I still have a ways to go, but it's certainly more than 12 pounds already. I'll say 15, because I like the sound of that. But I don't own a scale, so I have no idea, I just go by what my clothes are saying.
Since I was just about to make a comment about talking clothes, I think now's the time to wrap this up and say good night.
Good night, Gracie.
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