Chronicles of the stupidly busy...

I feel as though I haven't seen most of my friends in a dog's age.

Yesterday was pretty damned harrowing at work, work-load-wise. I arrived just in time for a fire drill. We evacuated the OCC across the street, where of course none of the back-up equipment worked and only one phone was functional (*cue frustrated screaming*), and moved back in about an hour and a half later. The phones went crazy all day, the lines ringing 5 to 10 at a time, with only four of us to answer them (and one of us was my n00b-in-training). Then toward the end of the day the crazy frequent-fliers began calling, which truly b0rked our afternoon because it always takes forever to get them off the line. I left in dire need of a drink.

I arrived at Hurley's at 18:30 to find most of the usual suspects gone. Luckily, miseri and sorceror showed up, followed shortly thereafter by Bruno-who-has-no-LJ-that-I-know-of, and we had a fun time geeking out over musicals, d&d (2nd, 3rd & 4th ed), L4D and countless other fun topics. Then we all turned into pumpkins at 20:30 and headed home, where I collapsed into bed.

This weekend I have to cram a whole bunch of things into a very short space of time. I want to plant new tomatoes in the garden (the Brandywines are officially toast, I am sad to report), and one of the side beds still needs excavating and planting. I want to get more herbs to plant, and there is a TON of weeding to be done. There are two patches of weeds in the garden that are currently rivalling the virgin rainforests of the Amazon, and I want to dig those up and replace them with lovely perennial flowers, or something. I also have plans for the minor gardening wasteland at the base of the cherry tree, which is happy and blossoming (the tree, that is). I am feeling guilty about the cherry tree, because I didn't get to spray it in time before it blossomed, so I fear it will develop that fungus it gets in the summer. I hope it'll be okay.

Then I have plans to get an outfit for tcaptain and maya_banana's wedding.

All this to say that I will have to really squish things into my schedule if I want to both see friends, get some sort of sleep, and make sure the garden is okay.

I'm also keeping my fingers crossed that I'll be getting my tax refund soon. Sooner would be much better than later, at this point. I'm not running on empty, but there are things that need to be paid off which would get paid off more quickly if I had it. *sigh* Money sucks when it's not flowing freely.

I think I had more to say, but I can't remember it right now. The latent headache I've had all week is really wrecking my ability to focus.

Because I'm not busy enough...

I decided to participate in Sharon Astyk's online class about adapting in place, which she features on her blog, Casaubon's Book. So far the sheer amount of reading is staggering.

So I'm going to have to do all of my homework over the weekend as well. Yeesh.

I am clearly completely certifiably insane.

So far the class is really interesting, although as of this morning I had 24 unread emails from the class. 24!!! AUGH!

*headdesk*

I have too many plans and not enough time. Even if I was working only forty hours a week, I wouldn't get it all done.

I should've bought a lottery ticket yesterday, clearly. ;)


I ought to make a list. Oh, wait I already have one. Crap.

:::ETA:::

I did some quick math, and figured out that I *really* don't have enough time.

Hours in Week: 168

Work: 60-80 (sometimes 40 if I'm lucky)

Transit: 7 (on average)

Gym: 4

Sleep: 49

Hours left over: 28-48

That's the time in which I get to eat, do my cleaning, cooking, shopping, seeing of friends, watching of the occasional DVD, and running random errands. That averages out to 4-6 extra hours a day, which I guess isn't bad, but it's still not all that much.

Overheard at work

"Sir, the fact that you have a GPS tracking system in your shoes has nothing to do with the RCMP!"


Bwah!