not as productive as I might have liked
Jul. 22nd, 2006 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thanateI meant to write things, lots of them, really I did.
...but then, when I think about these things I remember that in my natural state I'm most productive for the first couple hours after I wake up, and this morning that consisted of petting Nanook (who very kindly kept waking me up in the middle of the night, and I appreciated his company, but would probably have been done better by sleeping for more than an hour or so at a stretch), cleaning![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
troyfish's kitchen (which I feel kind of good about, as although I'm sure he hasn't noticed and/or doesn't care, I feel like every time I'm over there I leave more of a mess than was there when I came-- this time I just forgot my poor unloved slice of very good cake on the counter...), and driving home.
Then I fed & drugged the cats here, and went back to bed until almost 1. And woke up to spend half an hour fighting map programs trying to figure out where I have to be on monday morning... which is dumb, because once I'd looked at a *real* map and discovered the town name, it brought the right place up on the first try. I hate trying to sort out what one needs to make the search engine produce what one actually wants-- somehow the keywords things are listed under in my head are never the ones that anybody else uses. And I never seem to have all of the right information.
But I went to the thrift store (in search of something I didn't actually find) and got new field boots, which is good, as the old ones are cracked all the way through the sole of the right boot. And, um, trendy black boots with pockets on the sides, which I totally don't need, but they're comfortable... And I have sorted fabric, and located the box of perioid fabrics that I'd misplaced. Unfortunately, this does not actually bring me any closer to having finished fencing shirts. But I have fabric to make into another fencing skirt, which will take much less brainpower to make...
And it is raining, which means it is nice enough out that I got to open my window without being roasted. Yay!
Soul Description: small and dim, but a clear orange-yellow. Although that's subject to change at any particular moment...
...but then, when I think about these things I remember that in my natural state I'm most productive for the first couple hours after I wake up, and this morning that consisted of petting Nanook (who very kindly kept waking me up in the middle of the night, and I appreciated his company, but would probably have been done better by sleeping for more than an hour or so at a stretch), cleaning
troyfish's kitchen (which I feel kind of good about, as although I'm sure he hasn't noticed and/or doesn't care, I feel like every time I'm over there I leave more of a mess than was there when I came-- this time I just forgot my poor unloved slice of very good cake on the counter...), and driving home.Then I fed & drugged the cats here, and went back to bed until almost 1. And woke up to spend half an hour fighting map programs trying to figure out where I have to be on monday morning... which is dumb, because once I'd looked at a *real* map and discovered the town name, it brought the right place up on the first try. I hate trying to sort out what one needs to make the search engine produce what one actually wants-- somehow the keywords things are listed under in my head are never the ones that anybody else uses. And I never seem to have all of the right information.
But I went to the thrift store (in search of something I didn't actually find) and got new field boots, which is good, as the old ones are cracked all the way through the sole of the right boot. And, um, trendy black boots with pockets on the sides, which I totally don't need, but they're comfortable... And I have sorted fabric, and located the box of perioid fabrics that I'd misplaced. Unfortunately, this does not actually bring me any closer to having finished fencing shirts. But I have fabric to make into another fencing skirt, which will take much less brainpower to make...
And it is raining, which means it is nice enough out that I got to open my window without being roasted. Yay!
Soul Description: small and dim, but a clear orange-yellow. Although that's subject to change at any particular moment...