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Archive | February, 2019

My Last Lazy Monday

27 Feb

When it isn’t training season Mondays are not that bad of a day for me. In my work week Mondays are like most people’s Thursdays, so I’m close to my days off, I’m starting to wind down a bit, I don’t usually mind them. In fact, after work on Mondays I am down right lazy.Β  I may run some errands and then it is home to do laundry, watch Netflix, and at some point go to bed. Such an exciting life! πŸ˜‰

lazy panda

I channel my inner lazy panda, I’m just not as cute πŸ˜‰

But next week training starts back up which means Mondays become a little hellish for me. Not because of training! I’ll be happy to be back on the boat, well, sort of happy lol I do enjoy it, and I’ll be glad to be back at it, but for the first couple months I’ll be wondering what kind of crazy person I am to go out when the weather is crappy and paddle around in the dark and cold for hours. Dragon boaters are a special breed lol πŸ˜‰

Mondays become slightly sucky because they are also the only day I have access to the laundry room where I live. So I start work at 7am, get home in time to have a small bite to eat, change, and go to practice, then I get home from that around 9:45pm, thaw out in the shower for a bit, get something started on the stove, then throw in my first load of laundry.

Oh laundry, how I hate thee. sigh.

It wouldn’t be so bad except that I almost always doze off while waiting for a load to finish, wake up an hour or two later, and then end up staying up until 4am or so finishing up.

It kinda sucks.

Knowing that next week the long Mondays start really brought me a fresh appreciation for just how relaxed this past Monday was. I reveled in it. I actively thought about how I was cozy in sweats and my biggest effort was in remaking my bed after washing the bedding and how great that was and how I should enjoy it because starting next week I’ll be freezing my butt off on a boat and wondering if I’ll get the feeling back in my cold cold fingers before I get home.

I guess my moral of the week is enjoy where you are in life, settle in to that cozy moment, because soon it will be gone and only a hazy memory.

 

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A Random Convo

21 Feb

So here’s a convo I had recently that stood out from the rest:

Them: Hey, have you ever been on tv?

Me: Yup. A couple episodes of a tv show, some commercials, stuff like that.

Them: Were you on Grey’s Anatomy?

Me: *snorts* No. Definitely not. I was on a lower budget medical show.

Them: Which one?

Me: Untold Stories of the ER.

Them: Do you remember the story line?

Me: Sure. (I then proceed to recap one of the episodes I was on)

Them: (all excited) I knew it! I was watching tv last night and I knew that was you! You were a main character! When did you film that? How much money did you earn? What was it like? Are you sure it wasn’t Grey’s Anatomy?

I had to laugh, I’m pretty sure I’d remember being on Grey’s Anatomy, pretty sure my bank account would remember it also lol

It’s weird timing though. I’ve been working on convincing myself I need to grow up, be more responsible, get this whole being an adult thing sorted, and part of that means pulling back from acting. Not because I want to, the only time I ever feel like I am actually doing something well is when I am acting, it is when I feel most myself, it however does not pay the bills and at some point making sure I can pay rent, and buy groceries, and ya know, function within society and not be a drain on it starts to outweigh doing something I love but don’t get paid for, at least not enough to survive on.

It’s a sucky thing when that decision has to be made, but I’m not the first person to have to make it and I won’t be the last.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not giving it up entirely, I’m just taking the money that I would be putting in to more acting workshops and classes and a new demo reel and investing them in school for a bit. Non acting school I mean. Classes to build up my resume, classes to give me a chance at advancement or potentially a new career path. Ya know, grown up classes.

So let’s cheers to being an adult shall we? Maybe it won’t suck as much as I think it will! *crosses fingers*

cheers gif

 

My Cute Jerk

20 Feb

cute jerk

Don’t let the cuteness of the cat fool you, he is actually being a jerk right there. I know it can be hard to believe, someone so cute, and furry, and adorable looking, but lemme tell ya, when he is comfy and wants the chair he will stop at nothing to get what he wants!

He had originally been sleeping on my lap, when he got up for a nibble and a drink that was my chance to get up and make a cup of tea. When I came back to the chair he was laying on it, diagonally, looking comfie and defiant and before I even got within reach of him he was making eye contact and meowing at me.

The battle for the chair had once again started!

Normally once I get close enough I can pick him up he moves, or I pick him up and put him on my lap once I’m seated, either way we both end up in the same position we were in before we got up, me with my legs stretched out and a blanket over them, he laying along the length of my legs slowly cutting off circulation to my feet.

What can I say, it’s our system.

But every now and then he decides he wants the chair. And not just a section of the chair, but the entire thing, or at least half. A 7lb cat thinks he deserves half the chair. Boggles the mind. *rolls eyes*

In the picture above I had already moved him from laying diagonally on the chair to straight, with the intention of picking him up, but the meowing and sad eyes started and I’m a sucker, sigh. So then I started to slide him over to be closer to the arm of the chair. We do, quite frequently, share the chair so we both know we can fit, but not if he is so far over my butt can’t sit down without squishing him. He does not appreciate being squished.

Well! Each time I tried sliding him towards the arm of the chair his back legs stretched out so his back paws were against the arm of the chair and he used his surprisingly strong leg muscles to prevent me from moving him. Seriously, freakishly strong. Or maybe I’m just not willing to push too hard for fear of hurting him, whichever it is, he was not budging. I tried two or three times and nope, no moving him.

Do you see how much space there is between him and the arm of the chair in that picture?!

I ended up sitting down so I was on my side, resting on my hip, with my legs curled up and my shoulder leaning in to the back of the chair, all so he was not moved from the position and spot he wanted.

Don’t get me wrong, I love him, and would do anything for him, but he can occasionally be a bit of a jerk…which actually makes me love him even more lol There’s obviously no hope for me! πŸ˜‰

 

Another Snow Day!

10 Feb

WooHoo! Another snow day! And in February no less. Yay!

I mean sure, it took way longer to get home from work than normal thanks to people not knowing how to drive in snow, but when the snow is this pretty does that really matter?

Nope. It doesn’t matter one little bit! …might have if I’d had to pee or something when trapped in my suv but I didn’t so all was good lol πŸ˜‰

Hope you’re enjoying your winter weather, whatever that may be!

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Retail Therapy

9 Feb

Ah yes, retail therapy, that thing we all hope will help us feel better but actually doesn’t.

Well… at least my feet will look good! πŸ˜›

 

Snow Day

4 Feb

Proof we had a snow day in February. Well, our version of a snow day anyways lol We are a tad spoiled over here weather wise. While the rest of the country freezes and gets buried under inches of snow this is all we got and it was gone by the next day. *shrug* Whatcha gonna do?

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