The More Things Change . . .

As you know, I'm the head paver of the road of good intentions (you know, the one that goes straight to hell).

I started out today with an episode of Clean Sweep (for inspiration). Since I'm a multi-tasker I also had my breakfast and made out a list at the same time.

First thing on my list was to finish shovelling out my office. It helped that the daughter took most of her stuff that had been stored in there with her to London, but in the process she uncovered a few boxes of my stuff that had to be dealt with. Four hours later and it's just marginally better than it was. However, I came up with a plan for more shelf space in there. Dare I hope I'll finally be able to find a home for all my books?

And in case you're wondering, the whole reason I started with getting my office cleaned out was so that I could write in there with a clear conscience.

Believe it or not I have been experiencing the urge to write, too bad it doesn't involve one of my current works in progress.

*sigh*

Stuff

I'll let you in on a little secret. I have been totally off my medication since before Christmas.

It probably wasn't the smartest thing to do, going off my meds right before the season of high stress, and right before I changed to a day shift, but I'm not sorry I did it.

My doctor and I had discussed me going off my meds in the summer time, or at least cutting back on them, but every time I tried bad things would happen. But this fall I started feeling more depressed. The medication wasn't doing its job any more, so why keep taking it?

I have a prescription for a different medication, but I haven't filled it yet. I'm feeling better than I have in a long time. The best part is, I'm getting the urge to write again.

I was in London this weekend visiting the Kids (the daughter and the daughter's boyfriend) and on the way home I got an idea for a new story. Three hours on the 401 gives you lots of time to think, and by the time I got home I had it all worked out from start to finish.

Go me!

Post BD Quiz

Well, my birthday was over 45 minutes ago. I was going to take my actual birthday off from work but figured why take Thursday off when you could take Friday instead and have a three day weekend. Which is why I'm sitting here surfing the net instead of sleeping.

It's been a while since I've posted a quiz, but when I saw this one I just couldn't resist.

You are The Moon

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.

The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

Life & Death

Right now I'm kinda leaning towards the latter. I've still got this bug that has sucked every vestige of energy out of me as well as other, assorted side-effects. I feel queasy if I eat, I feel queasy if I don't eat. Blah!

Okay, finish your cheese, the whine is over.

Check this out fellow Capricorns. Several different sources all say the same thing:

Capricorn (Dec. 22 - Jan. 19)
No sign more than you appreciates being prepared: you have a long-range view of life, and you plan for a rainy day. This year not only encourages you to prepare but also makes it doable. During the next 12 months, two wonderful changes will make a dramatic difference in your life. For the first time in 12 years, lucky Jupiter is in your sign -- this means that you'll be lucky! The gods are with you for 2008, bringing you excellent opportunities. Meanwhile, back at the drawing board, you see exactly what you want to achieve -- it's almost within your grasp. Now is the time to further your training, travel or do whatever you can to enhance your chances for your destined success, which is about two years away -- it's all up to you!

Okay Fates or Lady Luck or whoever, any time now would be good.

A friend sent me this link and it is really cool! This isn't the typical what happened on the day you were born, it's a little more cosmic than that. Check out the Birthday Calculator

And what is life without death? So for the morbidly curious I also have the Death Clock so you can check out when you're going to die.

Happy New Year!

Have you made your resolutions yet?

I haven't. Why bother making something I know I'm only going to break?

I hear resolution and my mind thinks revolution. An uprising in my psyche, truly a revolting situation.

However, that being said I have to admit that the beginning of the new year is a good time for fresh beginnings.

This is the time to start sloughing off bad habits and maybe gain a few good ones. A perfect time to make changes, like eating healthier and trying to fit exercise into my life.

Less gaming and more writing.

Organization for all!

Cheese Please!

Could I get a little cheese over here to go with all the whine I've been getting lately?

"Dad's being mean."

"If we have to go to Hamilton to visit your sister and take the kids to London on the same day that's over 11 hours of driving."

"Boyfriend ate my crackers and drank my diet Pepsi."

"Why do we have to visit nephew and new great-nephew when we take the kids to London?"

"Why can't you spend the night here and they can pick you up on the way to London tomorrow?"

The last one was from my sisters and it was actually pretty nice. Surprisingly nice really. They wanted me to stay the night in Hamilton so we could have a sisterly bonding time.

Husband was grumpier than a bear rousted from hibernation and even though sister #1 had him grudgingly agree, in the end I decided it wasn't a good idea. Yeah, I might have had fun for a single night, but I'd have to put up with his pissy mood for the next week. Plus I didn't think it was fair that the daughter and the daughter's boyfriend would have to put up with his even pissier mood if I'd stayed.

So, in the end it was decided that we'd have a sisterly bonding adventure in April.

Husband's mood improved greatly once he'd eaten supper.

Mental note, make sure husband is well fed at all times tomorrow when we make the final move of daughter, daughter's boyfriend and daughter's cats to London.

Happy Boxing Day!

I hope everyone's Christmas was both Holly and Jolly. Mine veered a little towards the stressful and tiring, but it was still good.

The tree is still upright, no thanks to Oliver. The first time he climbed it I took pictures. Second time, I just pulled him out and set him on the floor. Third time, I spanked his little butt. Fourth time, I spanked a little harder. Fifth time I pulled him out by the scruff of his neck AND smacked his little butt. Sixth time he went for a time-out in the spare bedroom. So far there hasn't been a seventh time.

I cannot believe how quickly he's adjusted to living here. Okay, adjusting took two days, now he's in charge. It doesn't matter how often the big cats hiss at him, he wants to play, and play he will! They mostly hide from him.

Between his fearlessness and feistiness he seems to be the perfect companion for Sammie. Apparently she thinks so too because she's starting to play with him. Finally, someone who likes to play chase!

It's a Christmas miracle.