*lays out welcome mat*

Hi and welcome!

My name is Phnee, known in LJ land as mousme. Come on in, and make yourselves at home. To the right of the door, you will see a large bin. Please place all your preconceived notions in this bin, as you will not be needing them while you're here. You may retrieve them, should you so desire, at the end of your stay.

Thank you.

Something's gotta give

I’m going about my life wrong. In lots of ways. However, I think I can fix at least one thing about it right now, and that’s how much time I spend away from home. Between work, line dancing, playing with Random Colour, and the social life I seem to have sprouted somewhere around this time last year, I’m very rarely home anymore.

This is bad for many reasons:

1) I have no down time. I haven’t been able to recharge properly in weeks, possibly months. I need that "me" time at least once a week in order to be even-tempered and good-natured, and just the naturally awesome Phnee that you all know and love. Ahem.


2) It’s all starting to feel like work. The line dancing, the band, seeing friends. See point 1). I don’t want the activities in which I take pleasure to start to feel like obligations, like chores. Honestly, I want my leisure activities to remain leisure activities. I don’t need artificial sources of stress when I already have enough natural ones.


3) The cats are getting more neurotic. They like having their Mummy home, and I miss spending time with them.


4) I have less time to keep the apartment tidy. I did a good cleanup on Labour Day weekend, but once-a-week maintenance is generally required. So.

5) I’d like to have a significant chunk of time set aside to devote back to my roleplaying. I’ve been neglecting the two games I have going, and I want to get back into the swing of things. I haven’t touched my home computer in days. This isn’t the most important reason, but I enjoy the roleplaying a great deal, and so I want to put by some time to be online.


All this to say that, as of the middle of September, I will be keeping my Sundays to myself. There will be no volunteering at the club on that day, and I will go there to dance only if I feel like it. I will spend the day puttering around, regaining spoons, and using the computer and cleaning. Nothing more.

Exceptions might be made, but they will be exceptions, not the rule.

That’s my resolution for the week. :)

I've reached my inanity quota for the day

It's a good thing I'm getting a lunch break in fifteen minutes or so. I've found it increasingly difficult not to just smack people around all morning.

Bah.

The stupidity, it tries the patience. That it does.

Right, I should get around to this...

fearsclave tagged me on this last week. Here it is:

id • i • o • syn • cra • sy -- noun
pl. -- id • i • o • syn • cra • sies

A structural or behavioral characteristic peculiar to an individual or group.
A physiological or temperamental peculiarity.
An unusual individual reaction to food or a drug.
List five of your own idiosyncrasies and tag five friends to do the same.

Hrm. This is actually kind of tough, since I don’t have that many people who actually tell me that what I do on a regular basis is odd, or outside the norm.

Let’s see.

( Totally work safe. I swear. )

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Got tagged for this by whiskeygirl8. Bold what's true, put what you'd like to be true in italics.

( Meme yonder! )

I don't believe in tagging, so if you want to do the meme, feel free to consider yourself tagged. :)