Wednesday

Twas again a busy day. I was trying to think of something funny that happened, but came up really with nothing. At least not really amusing. There were a few "I can't believe this is actually happening" laughs, but that's the best I've got today. I think I'm just trying to quickly get used to a "working a lot" schedule.

Yesterday a WIP kicked my butt. Today I solved a machine problem. Not a WIP, but still a machine and still solved.

Tuesday: a crazy busy day

Phew...it's been a long, but good day. Work has gotten crazy again, and was rather non-stop all day. It was 3:30 before I managed to eat my sandwich.

I went home and picked up Ben, we had some creme brulee, and then went the the Toyota lot to test drive some cars. We tried the Yaris and Corolla and weren't super happy with either. We still have a few places to look though...this was just our first stop.

We headed over to Target to pack Operation Christmas Child boxes with our Bible Study. On the way there I decided that being a car salesman would probably be the last job I would ever want to do...you have to be confrontational and call people when the don't want to be called and try to pretend to give them a good deal while making the most money for yourself and work on the weekends and drive around in circles and sit and wait for people to come in. Yuck.

Anyway, we went shopping for our shoebox and it was a lot of fun. There were three groups and they were told to spend about $30. Well, the total came out to $90.95...amazing! The boxes were all stuffed full of fun things.

Monday: deep thought #4

The deep thought: sometimes it's ok to go to bed frustrated.

This is so contrary to what I so often hear "don't go to bed angry" that I wanted to take a look at the statement. I think one of the things that started this post is that I was reading a thread on the internet where every person agreed with the above statement.

First, there is a difference between angry and frustrated. I don't think that I actually get truly angry very often. Sometimes there is something so consuming that it just can't wait...and then it shouldn't wait. My deep thought is more for times when the problem isn't going to disrupt life too much until it gets dealt with.

I have found that sleeping on something is the best way to calm myself. When I wake up I have a new perspective and less stress. Sometimes the issue is still important, and then I can think about it with a significantly clearer head, which will (hopefully) lead to calmer discussions. Often I realize that the issue wasn't a big deal and then I can be glad that I maintained the peace.

Sunday

After church we went to Five Guys Burgers and Fries to check it out. It was good, but not something that I go to unless I was in the area. Ben really enjoyed the fries, but I wasn't really in a fry mood so they were just ok.

It was nice out, so we did our (hopefully) last raking of the season.

I didn't take a nap today, which I am really regretting now. We're about to leave and go bowling, but part of me just wants to go to sleep. Once I get going I'm sure I'll be fine though...that's how it usually works.

Saturday

We found out yesterday that the local Papa John's closed. We don't get pizza from them very often, but I had been looking forward to it last night. We went with a different pizza place that has good pizza, but it just isn't quite the same.

We were going to go over to some friend's house for dinner and games, but their daughter was sick, probably with the flu. So we declined...I really don't want to get sick. We ended up watching a movie and are about to read before bed instead. A different kind of fun.

Thursday: HELP!

It's that time of the year again: Christmas list season. So far I have:

*3 quilting items

*3-in-1 apple corer/peeler/cutter

*3 books

*3 +/- 1 door car

Any other ideas for me?

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At work I answered the phone: "Good morning, this is Six" (I happened to be considering the number 6 at the time and thinking it should replace a 4).

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I realized that I don't say/hear the word "macabre" very often. I was trying to say something to Ben and found out that while the word worked in my head it didn't work once I was trying to say it. It is supposed to be ma-ca-bray and came out mac-er-bee.

Wednesday: busy

Work has gotten rather crazy busy again...which is nice...in some ways. :)

I had a donut today. It was delicious.