stop wasting time

That I interviewed for a job today, came home and finished cleaning my studio, vacuumed, cleaned and posted numerous items on craigslist, complete with photos, and I still feel like I’m wasting time? Maybe it’s because I never get the job, nothing sells and stuff just gets dirty again. I don’t know.

I got my paperwork done. It only took a few hours and I listened to my ipod which I so often forget I own. Now, on to the rest of the study!

I woke just before 7 and had to get up just to make sure BJ was still breathing. He doesn’t sleep through the night, not 7+ hours. A good night for us is 5 hours. I’m talking for almost 2 years! But he did – and I did! I feel like a new woman. I am not taking that nasty drug until nighttime – at least not unless I feel rebound effects. It’s good to feel rested and in my right mind.

Right now I’m sitting here in my robe with color in my hair. It’s needed it for weeks, I just haven’t felt like doing it. BJ appears ok, he ate, went out, came back in and is sleeping again.

Today I get my paperwork done. Since starting this drug I’ve been too fuzzy to do much that required thought. So I should strike while the brain is working. It’s a big job so I’ll devote all day to it, well it and my SO!

I just woke from a nap. I don’t take naps -ever. What a waste of time this medication is. Someone find my brain!

None of it pleasant, but I just have to suck it up. Maybe later in the day the granbeanie can come play. By then she will have been on her meds long enough not to spread pink eye to me an my house.

What I want to do is go out and make some money and since I can’t I really should get the dust bunnies out from under my bed, harvest my herbs, etc. But I seem stuck. At least I’ll get off the computer now. That should help.

Tomorrow the chamomile and lavender.

And already I have taken BJ to the vet and gotten his stitches out.
I have had breakfast with the most stubborn man in the world, who is, in spite of himself, still alive.
I have done my walk.
I have spent an hour in my studio and cleaned it up.
I have yet to do today a few errands. The little boy next door is scared of spiders so I’m going to look for a book for him. Knowledge is power after all. I must treat the house for termites and do something with the yard. It’s too rainy to treat it for fleas and the rain isn’t going to let up all week. I also want to take some photographs. I’ve been inspired by my first love. And I do mean that kid I had a crush on in the 6th grade! We’ve been in touch for years and I follow his photos on Flickr and they are very good. Sometimes all he does is photograph cracks in the pavement but he turns them into art. The funny thing is that back in high school I broke up with him, at least in part, because he had no interest in art, as did I. So, more photos!

Buy more foggers and bomb the studio.
Clean up my study and plow through the paperwork.
Return the rain jacket.
Walk and stretch.

Today I took everything out of my walk-in closet. Now it’s nice and neat and organized and I don’t feel like I wasted all day