Friday, March 28, 2008

Feast or Famine

... or as Billy Joel would say, "Baby I don't know why I go to extremes / Too high or too low, there [are] no in betweens."

Most days, I don't post. It's not that I don't have anything to say - it's more that I don't know how I want to put it. But then sometimes the stars align and I've got a block of a few hours and I actually know what I want to say and how I want to say it and BLAMMO.

I'm feeling a little like that today. (Look out, world!) I've got several old drafts that I'm fleshing out. I typically wake up earlier than I need to - 6:40 today, despite being on spring break - and today I didn't feel like going back to bed (mostly because it was so awful yesterday - sleep came quickly but was restless and nightmarey and I was stiff and sore all day). So I popped a load of clothes in the wash and I'm checking the weather to see if I should put them in the dryer or hang them out. Hm. It's to be mostly overcast all day, with a chance of rain later this afternoon. Let's check twitter!

Does anyone else have this ... issue? (I don't know that it's really that much of a problem. Is it?) Not laundry, I mean, with the silence/chatter thing. ?

Addendum: I forgot that it was a load of sweaters, so they're drying on a rack. And I'm abruptly astounded at the number of sweaters I have that're coming unraveled in places - yikes! Imonna hafta learn to knit. *sigh* I have holes and/or snarls in the black, green, navy stripey, creme, brown, and creme/black sweaters. For some reason, the varying shades of purple and pink seem to be resistant... Weird.


The Science Goddess said...

Because I'm so busy with working for two districts, grad school, doctoral study, and home life, I tend to do most or all of my blog posts for the week on Saturday morning. Then, I pull from the bank during the week. I end up posting most days, but that doesn't mean that they were written at that time.

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