Sorry I haven't blobbed in a few days -- my life is a vortex of work/eat/sleep/work/eat/sleep.
Why do people say "whirling vortex" all the time? Do you know what a vortex is? It's water that's WHIRLING.
Irritating.
Did you know that when you say "The La Brea Tar Pits" you are saying "the the tar tar pits"?
I am full of the info today.
I have had lunch bought for me by work again, cause we've had to work through lunch (my beleaguered officemate hates it that I write "cause" and not "because." As you can see, beleaguered officemate needs a life even more than I do).
So anyway, the free lunch has been money-saving. And believe it or not, I am attending some beginning-of-the-season softball party tonight, so I guess hors d'oeuvres will be my free dinner! Yay, me! Yay, mooching.
Oh, and speaking of such. I was talking to a pal of mine this weekend and she seemed almost...resentful that people are buying me things.
Now listen. The whole POINT of this year of no spending is to see how we do WITHOUT stuff. When I crave a thing on this blog, it is really not me asking my very kind friends to buy them for me. Seriously. I am just thinking out loud. In fact, I turned down people who asked ahead of time if I wanted the perfume or the softball glove. The people who gave me that stuff just showed up with it.
So really, if I write about how I wish I had something, do not feel like you have to buy it for me. I will live. Unless I say "boy I really need that oxygen tank" or something.
Back to work/eat/sleep...
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4 comments:
Sometimes when someone
spends their whole life
giving (I remember how hard
giving up
gift-
giving was for you)it is
good to take a year to
learn how to
receive graciously.
(It just seemed better as a poem after I wrote it)
Wow. You are a regular Sylvia Plath. Or perhaps I feel like Sylvia Plath after reading this.
But you are right. I should receive gracefully. Look at the graceful thank-you note I wrote you after I received your nice gift certificate, Ms. Garrett!
I thought of you (and your blogging) tonight when I caught myself saying the phrase:
"When I first met you..."
I know that you would have realized the redundancy of my ways before I did.
June I need your address, don't ask why just e-mail through the regular channels. I new this Special Forces training would pay off someday.
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