Thursdaynesses
May. 18th, 2006 02:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesWeeks keep slipping out from under me. On Monday I had a list of people to call this week for committee updates, and all of a sudden it's Thursday and there isn't a lot of this week left. Since it happens at work, I guess it's not a local phenomenon confined to my trombone playing. I finally got around to the phone calls and some housekeeping this morning, and now there's less paper on my desk and I know what's there.
Foolish optimist that I am, I left my umbrella at home today and yesterday. I forget whether it's supposed to rain today.
Next week I get back to the fun of arranging committee meetings. They're stacking up on me again; I've got eight to schedule. With any luck at all, I can get all eight done and through the SOP by Thanksgiving. (I've probably just jinxed it, but I hope not.)
Someday I'll feel like cooking again, and feel like eating what I cook. I wonder when that will be?
Foolish optimist that I am, I left my umbrella at home today and yesterday. I forget whether it's supposed to rain today.
Next week I get back to the fun of arranging committee meetings. They're stacking up on me again; I've got eight to schedule. With any luck at all, I can get all eight done and through the SOP by Thanksgiving. (I've probably just jinxed it, but I hope not.)
Someday I'll feel like cooking again, and feel like eating what I cook. I wonder when that will be?
