I took some photos of the out of control black eyed susans in my front yard, but I think I need to buy new rechargeable batteries. Mine just charged for over two hours and they still don't have enough juice. So, I'm back to last year's pics again. Sigh.
My sleep schedule gets all goofy over the weekend, so by the time Sunday rolls around I am in need of many naps. I was just about ready to go down for one this afternoon, when a friend of mine called. I hadn't talked to her in a while, so I was happy to sacrifice my nap for her. She and her husband are trying to quit smoking at the same time. They are on week three now, and from what I've heard from others in the same predicament, the third week will make or break you. Apparently at that point, it feels like really bad PMS, everyone and everything is annoying, you're sure your head will explode at any moment, and you have vivid, messed-up dreams. My friend and her husband have to multiply all that by two. Luckily, they are very in-love...They just have to keep reminding themselves of that. Anyway, I was happy to let her vent, and we agreed that next time I'll stop into 126 where she works and do it all again over wine.
Even though tomorrow is Monday, I'm in a really good place tonight. I'm taking Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off for vacation. Coadster leaves for camp for three weeks next weekend, so I decided to take time off to get ready for that and to spend larger chunks of time together before she takes off. The good thing, is that my weekdays will really only last a weekend and the bad thing, is...Er, um, I guess I can't really think of anything bad in that scenario. I better bookmark this post, because I can't remember ever not being aware of a downside before.
Here's where I start the third paragraph, that has absolutely nothing to do with the last one which had nothing to do with the one before that. My friends who go to therapy tell me, that it's important to recognize your negative patterns. As usual, I'm hyper aware of them, I'm just at a loss as to how not to repeat them... What was I going to tell you again? Oh yeah. I watched The Last King of Scotland this weekend. It was very well done, it just made me tense after I watched it. I should have washed it down with something totally comfortable and goofy, like Trading Places.
Okay, now I'm going to try and catch-up on some sleep. As far as I can tell, we aren't expecting horrible thunderstorms or anything, so wish me luck.