Queen of Rambles

I hate having a leaky nose. Ugh. And for some reason my cold medicine did not agree with my tummy at all. I blame my gall bladder removal for that. Sounds reasonable, doesn’t it?

What a way to spend my first wedding anniversary. I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I’m kind of just laughing at the situation. Here I am, sitting around with a cold while my husband is a continent away. I can’t wait for him to get in tomorrow!

It seems like it’s been a lot longer than a year since our wedding. This year has been a whirlwind of events, separated by long periods of boredom. Hopefully by our second anniversary we’ll be settled in to someplace we love with jobs that we enjoy. Is such a thing possible? Maybe we will even be expecting another addition to our family.

But do we really want a kid? For a while I was desperate for a baby, but now I’m not so sure. It seems like a lot of work, a lot of sleep deprivation, a lot of pain. . . I’m too selfish for such a thing. Why upset the fragile balance of our lives by bringing a completely ego-centric crying, pooping, hungry little creature into it?

Such a hard decision. I don’t know what to do. I guess we’ll figure out how kids will fit into the equation once we move and get our glam jobs.

There are six days of work left and I have three unused sick days. Do I really need to go to work tomorrow? I feel like such crap that I certainly don’t relish dealing with overly excited children all day. I guess we’ll just have to see how I feel when I get up in the morning. I hate missing a day because I know they depend on me to do my job. That’s so ego-centric, isn’t it? Everyone can be replaced. Except they don’t hire subs here when an aid is out, so if I’m not there they have to scramble to cover. No one else seems to give a flying flip, but I can’t help but feel guilty. Maybe that’s why I’ve only missed one day since I started. I think I have a slight fever right now, so really they would probably prefer if I stay home and don’t infect them. We’ll see. . . we’ll see. . .

Did have a productive day today. Wrote a rough draft for Mosaic Minds, which is a miracle. It’s not even due for a couple of weeks! I wrote something for my sadly neglected book blog, I figured out how to add links to my LJ. In a fit of marketing madness, I spent a lot of time searching forums and other places to promote MM, ran across a site specifically for careers in media and found several places to send a resume too (though none are as perfect as the Seattle job). I also found a really cool site that you should all visit: Hissyfit. Maybe one of these days I should even think about contributing. But there’s no deadline, which means I’ll never get motivated. I’m very good at the whole “I’ll do it tomorrow” where “tomorrow” apparently means, “the day monkeys fly out my butt.” Here’s hoping that day never comes, since that sounds incredibly painful.

I think I deserve a long, hot soak after all that. I love sitting around in my new purple bathroom. Then again, I took a soak last night and long hot soaks don’t mix well with slight fevers. Maybe I’ll just laze around and read in bed.

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