|Not as bad as I feared, not as good as I hoped
||[Nov. 8th, 2010|11:51 am]
I know you are all on TENTERHOOKS, waiting to hear the results of my first free weekend since July. |
Even though the use of tenterhooks has declined considerably since the 1700's and I suspect none of you have even SEEN one. Much less hung on one. But still.
Cultural enrichment and lovely meal: Done. Got to the theatre to see the Jasters do Cabaret Macabre, accompanied by good friends, preceded by Burmese for dinner. (The friends, who were not Burmese, came with us for food and show. The Burmese were not actually cannibalized, but instead made dinner for us.) Having seen the Jasters in action -- timing, exquisite physical comedy and creativity -- I will now never take the stage again. What's the use? Bastards.
Sleeping in/napping: Utter fail. The cats, used to getting up between 4:45 and 5:30am every day since, well, July, failed to grasp my need to sleep in a little. The restless I could deal with, as I've found I can catapault a...cat...in my sleep. Grab and fling. However, Geriatric Cat Phoebe spent the night upstairs and when she decided to head downstairs, Bored Cats decided to dick around with her, leading to a growling, hissing Phoebe winding up under the bed. And while I tried to convince myself that it was just another white noice, the Captain insisted on getting up and looking for her, which woke me up. "For expletive deleted's sake, she's under the bed!"
I am not at my best when I'm trying to convince myself that what I'm hearing is not the death knell to any further attempts to fall asleep again.
And, of course, he promptly got back into bed and fell sound asleep for a few more hours and I took my bitter self downstairs, and spent an hour cleaning the kitchen and hating people who can just fall asleep again in the morning.
Cleaning was done on Saturday. Marginal Success. It just put a dent, but still a noticeable dent in the putting away of Halloween/Renaissance Faire/Accumulated Entropic Despair. Yeah, I know, YOU get dust bunnies. I have finally accepted that what happens in my house is NOT dust bunnies, but an accumulation of entropic forces. The Universe unravels in my house, kidlets, what can I say? There is NO other explanation.
And we knocked off in time for some relaxing before we headed out to see a movie. Popular Culture Fix: Achieved. Red. Awesome. I mean, sure a plot you could drive holes in. But a dream team of a cast, who clearly had FUN. So, we had fun watching them. I was in love with Helen Mirren before...now I am so overwhelmed with GirlCrush I can barely breathe. And afterwards, dropping by our neighborfriends who were probably on their way to bed, but geared up for a second round of whiskey and fireside conversation and for that I love them even more.
The cats failed to understand both sleeping in AND the Time Change, but thankfully there was no brawling and I was able to claim 8 solid hours. So, Fail on the sleeping in, but marginal Success on A Good Night's Sleep.
Pancakes and sausage for breakfast. (Remembering, once AGAIN, that really, halving the pancake recipe is what I should do since I get BORED making what feels like the 45th pancake, which isn't really true, but still far more pancakes that two people need and yes, thankyouverymuch, I know they freeze well, but you know what a frozen pancake is? Something I throw out a couple of months later. A waste of Saran wrap. Oh, well.) A little more leisurely cleaning up and then...
Cultural Enlightenment and Critter fix: Achieved. Thank you, SI Natural History. The new hall of Oceans for the critters, a quick wander through the Insect Zoo, the Cyprus exhibit for art and culture, the Written in Bone exhibit for local history and forensics lessons. Some brisk walking on the Mall and arriving home for a lamb stew that had been cooking all day in the slow cooker.
Early to Bed: Sigh. Some things I just suck at.
If that sounds like too much to you, here were the other things on my agenda: raking leaves, pruning bushes, getting plant pots winterized, cleaning out closet, painting bathroom, getting all of Halloween put away, defrosting downstairs freezer, washing car inside and out, reading a book, hiking in the woods, getting more insulation on the heat pump pipes...oh, and more where that came from.
So, really, I was VERY restrained.