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Waves to the crowd
May. 10th, 2004 11:51 amI'm home!
I'm sleepy but I'm home and when I walked through the door last night at 1:30 in the morning, my urge to throttle M. for not picking me up at the airport was tempered by the fact that he was on a cleaning rampage. (These were his words). I can live with the super shuttle if it means my house is a bastion of cleanliness.
Had a lovely vacation with St. and Sh, and ate well, saw their new houses, saw the ultrasound for Sh.'s baby, and did a little life evaluation. Job, home, relationship type evaluation. And then found out St is getting married in Sweden, which is fantastic, and now I need to start a Swedish wedding fund for next June.:)
The life/career evaluation did me some good I think, watching the lives that they are leading, the lives other people in MN are leading. It is a different feel, a different sensibility and I did good work when I lived there. Doesn't mean I don't do good work here, but it's a struggle. So many struggles. Anyway, it's personal food for thought. Along with the "I may never get my Ph.D, but that doesn't make me a failure" type of thought. I'm learning I can live with that concept. It's only taken 10 years:)
So, tell my what I missed. I tried to play catch up, but my y'all are prolific. Has![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
suelac gotten further sucked into Stargate? Has rubberneck finished her "useful around the house" project yet? Have I missed explosions or loveins or adventures:)
Tell me. Tell me. I'll be over here listening to my slew of new CD's and dreaming about the kitty shoes I didn't buy:)
Also, relevant and appropos of nothing, but because I much love my friends. Sh and her husband want to know what age is too old and too young to let their baby to be watch Beavis and Butthead. We were walking down the street, talking about tipping the waiter we just left, and S's husband did the Butthead, push the photocopied money across the counter noise and gesture and we just broke out and giggles with the collective fear that none of us should be allowed to raise children:)
I'm sleepy but I'm home and when I walked through the door last night at 1:30 in the morning, my urge to throttle M. for not picking me up at the airport was tempered by the fact that he was on a cleaning rampage. (These were his words). I can live with the super shuttle if it means my house is a bastion of cleanliness.
Had a lovely vacation with St. and Sh, and ate well, saw their new houses, saw the ultrasound for Sh.'s baby, and did a little life evaluation. Job, home, relationship type evaluation. And then found out St is getting married in Sweden, which is fantastic, and now I need to start a Swedish wedding fund for next June.:)
The life/career evaluation did me some good I think, watching the lives that they are leading, the lives other people in MN are leading. It is a different feel, a different sensibility and I did good work when I lived there. Doesn't mean I don't do good work here, but it's a struggle. So many struggles. Anyway, it's personal food for thought. Along with the "I may never get my Ph.D, but that doesn't make me a failure" type of thought. I'm learning I can live with that concept. It's only taken 10 years:)
So, tell my what I missed. I tried to play catch up, but my y'all are prolific. Has
suelac gotten further sucked into Stargate? Has rubberneck finished her "useful around the house" project yet? Have I missed explosions or loveins or adventures:)Tell me. Tell me. I'll be over here listening to my slew of new CD's and dreaming about the kitty shoes I didn't buy:)
Also, relevant and appropos of nothing, but because I much love my friends. Sh and her husband want to know what age is too old and too young to let their baby to be watch Beavis and Butthead. We were walking down the street, talking about tipping the waiter we just left, and S's husband did the Butthead, push the photocopied money across the counter noise and gesture and we just broke out and giggles with the collective fear that none of us should be allowed to raise children:)
