I’m still here

No real progress to report on the “don’t be such a slug and eat something green and leafy every once in a while, would you?” front.

I’m too tired to care, it hurts when I go for a walk, I don’t feel like eating well or exercising – pick your favorite and I’ve used them all, over and over, for the last, well, forever. Something must change, perhaps even something small, so that I can start to move the puzzle pieces around and try to get them in the proper configuration. What to do, what to do?

 

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So much for keeping up with the regular blogging, eh? I’m chalking it up to the terrible sadness that accompanied the end of Blogger Road Trip 2012 and leaving Shauna behind. Sniffle, sniffle. I’ll be alright eventually but I still hate that I can’t just say something silly to hear her laugh as we’re getting ready to go out.

I want to write something clever and insightful but I don’t think I have it in me right now. Since my return to the real world I’ve been consumed with work and my volunteer obligations, neither of which makes me feel in the slightest bit clever or insightful. Still I’m fairly certain this funk (code word for depression) will pass and I’ve been composing a post in my head about my joining Weight Watchers – which I did last Saturday morning – and why I have been binge eating as a result. Perhaps over the weekend it will make it from my head to this page.

Fabulously good news is that Lori is back to blogging at her original site. After meeting her in person I am even more convinced than before that her great writing and amazing design sense are an unbeatable combination and should be enjoyed by everyone, so do go over and give her a read (if you haven’t already).

Why I’m not sleeping -OR- My life as a crazy person

I have an extra cat staying with us for a few weeks. C had Dixie-cat while she was at Davis and we couldn’t find a rescue/foster agency up there that was willing to take her so she came home with us temporarily. She’s having her “lady parts” surgery today and once she’s sufficiently recovered, she’ll hopefully go to the wonderful Helen Woodward Center to await adoption. She’s a gorgeous cat, so I’m sure she’ll find another home quickly. She and C are living behind a closed bedroom door in the meantime, a fact which adds just a little stress to the household (both human and feline).

Mick is leaving for Indianapolis this weekend. He’s a delegate to the American Legion national convention and he’ll be gone five nights. Yes, this means I’ll have the bed to myself and not come home to clothes strewn about apparently without thought, but it also means logistical considerations such as how will he get to the airport for his (6:00 am) flight and how back from his (9:00 pm) return? Also no one to take care of Alouysius the wonder pug before I get home from work. Or a Junior League committee meeting.

Speaking of Junior League committee meetings,, I have my first such of the new League year on Tuesday. I’ve christened this my “League Year of Fun” because it will most likely be my last active year before changing my status to Sustaining (the League equivalent of retirement, in essence) but leading a committee will still be quite a bit of work. Before Tuesday I need to put together seven binders with dividers for each month’s meeting and the materials for Tuesday’s meeting need to be created, duplicated, and inserted into the binders. On Tuesday – a day that I have 9:00 am to 5:00 pm mandatory training at work – I have to pick up dinner for eight (pre-ordered if I remember) before embarking on the 45 minute odyssey through rush hour traffic to arrive at the League House by 6:00 pm. Let us most fervently hope that I do not forget the two bottles of wine – one white, one red – that I won at the Junior League spring event silent auction! And, of course, I’ve got to create an agenda and post it to the JLSD website prior to the meeting.

My parents arrive bright and early Wednesday morning. (Yes, directly after my late night in San Diego at my committee meeting.) They will stay with us for three nights and I am truly looking forward to their visit. I don’t see enough of them and I love waking up to have coffee with Mummy every morning. (Daddy prefers to stay at a hotel and we’re all happy that way, so he’ll come over in time for breakfast.) This does mean, however, that C and Dixie will have to vacate their bedroom retreat so that Grandma has somewhere to sleep. (Don’t worry, they’re moving into the Office of Doom – my name for the wasteland that Mick has created in our third bedroom – but I’ll clean it over the weekend and I’m sure Dixie won’t puncture the air mattress that will be their bed for six nights.) Wait, Denise, why would they be in there for six nights? I thought you just said your parents were only staying for three???

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My mother in law has invited herself for a visit commencing as soon as my parents are out the door. (Considerate, isn’t she?) This is the hyper-critical of my housekeeping, my (lack of) cooking, my recreation options (that do not include camping unless camping means staying at the 5-star spa resort in Austin). and basically my life in general. She finds my reliance on a cleaning service to be self-indulgent and lazy. Actually, I’m pretty sure she finds ME, in general, to be self-indulgent and lazy. Of course her timing means that I’ll have to rush to change the sheets on C’s/my mom’s bed before we drive 45 minutes on a Saturday morning to get her from the airport. Yay for us!

A little glimpse into why I might be a little stressed right now. The good news for you – or maybe not? – is that I’ll probably be writing more than usual because I’ll need an escape from the mother in law’s constant harping.

Five rules for being a good house guest

Today I’m honored to be guest posting over at Greta’s blog today as part of her Great Expectations series; I would love it if you’d go over, give a read, and let Greta know that I sent you.

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Inspired by being a guest blogger, I thought I’d take this opportunity to share what I’ve learned over the years about being a good house guest. I know, I know, it’s virtually the end of summer – don’t tell our San Diego weather that, though, it’s been nearly 100F for what feels like forever! – and you might not be doing a lot more traveling right away, but Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanzaa, and New Year’s Eve are all coming up and it’s good to be prepared! With that, I bring you Denise’s “Five Rules for Being a Good House Guest”:

  • Call or write your hostess at least six weeks before your arrival to ask if it’s convenient for you to stay. I don’t know about you guys but our schedule is seriously crazy around here and anything less than six weeks notice raises my stress level in a truly unpleasant way. Besides, you want her to have plenty of time to tidy and make things pretty in the guest room, don’t you?
  • Arrange for your own transportation to and from the airport. Unless your friend lives next to the airport, why subject her to the experience of visiting most airports in this day and age? Gone with the wind are the days when you could arrive casually early to sit in the arrivals lounge and indulge in some quality people watching while waiting for your friend’s flight to arrive. Last time I went to San Diego’s airport, one parking lot was under construction, the other one was full, and the cell phone lot was extra full, so I had to circle the arrivals area for 30 minutes waiting for a delayed flight. Not fun. Get a shuttle, a rental car, or – my personal favorite! – a car service.
  • Bring a small thank you gift for your hostess. This should be something small enough to pack in your suitcase – unwrapped if you’re putting it in carry on luggage – and something that you know your hostess will love. Depending on the person, any of these would be appropriate: scented soaps, scented candles, a small flowering plant (if you’re driving in ), a bottle of local wine from your home town (if she drinks), or a great new book (if you’re certain she hasn’t already read it). The idea is to show your gratitude for her hospitality without going overboard, so give it some thought.

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  • Offer to make a meal for the family while you’re staying. If your friend isn’t comfortable having another cook in her kitchen – like me! – offer to do the washing up after meals or take everyone out for a nice meal (if that works with your budget). Having guests staying at your house can be really stressful and not having to worry about dinner or washing up for a meal or two is a real blessing.
  • Finally, keep the area that you’re sleeping in picked up and presentable. Again, it can be stressful having overnight guests and knowing that everything is tidy is another great way to show your hostess how much you appreciate her hospitality.

Hopefully none of these were new to you but perhaps they’ll help as you plan your next vacation. I myself am anxiously awaiting a vacation next month that will find me seeing several wonderful friends that I’ve met through blogging. (Don’t worry, there will be pictures and entertaining – I hope! – stories from the road!)

Do you have any upcoming vacation plans? What sort of hostess gifts have you given in the past?

Indulgently indolent

After a long period of “go, go, GO”, this weekend I’m not going anywhere.

What am I doing?

  • Reading (with the Kindle app on my iPad)
  • Napping (whoever came up with the idea to curl up and sleep in the middle of the day should have a day – or week – named for them; genius)
  • Tweeting and re-tweeting
  • Bare minimum of laundry so that we can get by next week

I did have a brief burst of activity yesterday when I got the batteries changed on a bunch of watches that haven’t worked for about a year (yes I still wore them – they’re decorative even when non-functional, sort of like me), did a phone consultation with a designer who is going to make this space a little more “me”, dropped off electronic waste and paper products to be shredded at the Earth Day event at work (where I also picked up the package from Eloquii that was waiting for me), and went to see Salmon Fishing in the Yemen at our local movie theater (it’s good).

What’s on the agenda for tomorrow? Not really sure, to be honest. More napping and reading will definitely make appearances and I’d also like to drive over to the coast (where it’s cooler) for some quality time with my camera. I picked up a macro lens over a month ago and still haven’t ventured out with it, so no better time than the present, right?

It might be time to think about dinner. Of course I could also take another little nap. (Yawn.)