Taking the wind out of one's sails

Nothing ruins a good bout of righteous indignation like having all of one's problems solved before one even gets to complain about them.

I got into work to an email from my supervisor which said, to all extents and purposes: "Whoops, my bad. We fixed the problem and you can go on your trip now."

I was all ready to rant about it at length, too. I think I can contain my disappointment. ;)

They kind of screwed over Psycho!Blonde at Christmas, but it turns out that if she and I switch our shifts around, it screws me over less than what they originally planned for me. I get to work three night shifts, which isn't ideal, but better than working Christmas Day. Psycho!Blonde will work my two day shifts, and is giving me a day off at the end of January in exchange.

It all works out.

All I need now is for my books to come from Amazon and I will be completely vindicated. ;)

My plans do *not* suit my mood

I've had four hours of sleep. Waiting for ashforestwalker to come by and take a look at the place: he may be doing some painting for me sometime in December. Yay painting!

Then BorderCrossing is coming by to spend some time with me this afternoon, and after that we're going to owldaughter's concert.

All of these things are good things. Do I feel like doing any of it? NO! Why? Because I've had four hours of sleep. I will regret not doing them, so I am simply going to bite the bullet knowing that I will have a good time once the ball gets rolling.

What I really ought to do is run out and get cream so I can make coffee. Yeah. I'll go do that.

Miscommunication

So last week I said to BorderCrossing: "owldaughter's concert is next Saturday. Want to come?"

What she heard was: "I'm going to owldaughter's concert next Saturday. Want to get together before I go?"

Two different things, with the result that she made alternate plans for tonight. She's coming back afterward, though, so it could be worse. I think I have to be more explicit about these things: she appears easily distracted. Last week she was a surprised when I mentioned the Shindig, and didn't remember my telling her about it in October. I think constant reinforcement and reminders are key.

My girlfriend is even more absent-minded than I am, and that's saying something. At least she has a good excuse. :D