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Jul. 10th, 2001 11:03 amI did laundry last night, including my sheets, and then I cut my hair and showered, so I felt so crisp and clean sliding around in my bed last night. I slept super hard and briefly considered calling in sick today because it felt SO good to be in bed. But I knew I had work to do, plus I'd probably get bored by mid-morning if I stayed at home.
I wrote a short letter to Melanie last night, then I found one of my "Women's Barracks" postcards and sent her that, too. I came to work and realized that I was planning on mailing the video to her today as well, but it's too late to combine the three things. Oh well. I'll just send them separately and see what arrives first. I bet the postcard will arrive after I visit!
Nothing much else exciting is happening. A brief "miscommunication" error at work where I had to assert myself, but that was sort of fun, to be honest. I like confrontation if it's mild and I know I'm right (and if I don't like the person I'm confronting). And that was the case. But it's all good now.
I'm feeling slightly anxious and excited for time to pass quickly (hurry up and go see Melanie! hurry up and move! hurry up and have her come back from Vermont! hurry up and road trip to California!), but the other half of me is feeling very mellow and in the moment, and I"m enjoying being a homebody and cleaning up my apartment. Last night I went through the pile of papers by my bed and thought about organizing photos into and album, but realized that I have too many, so I think I'm just going to buy some of those boxes. In the meantime, they're all in ziploc freezer bags. Hmm. I flipped through a few older photos from graduation and such. I look so different. I don't even recognize myself anymore, which is slightly scary. I looked my current self's sister. Or even more removed -- like my cousin or something. Weird. I should put together a before and after exhibit or something...
I wrote a short letter to Melanie last night, then I found one of my "Women's Barracks" postcards and sent her that, too. I came to work and realized that I was planning on mailing the video to her today as well, but it's too late to combine the three things. Oh well. I'll just send them separately and see what arrives first. I bet the postcard will arrive after I visit!
Nothing much else exciting is happening. A brief "miscommunication" error at work where I had to assert myself, but that was sort of fun, to be honest. I like confrontation if it's mild and I know I'm right (and if I don't like the person I'm confronting). And that was the case. But it's all good now.
I'm feeling slightly anxious and excited for time to pass quickly (hurry up and go see Melanie! hurry up and move! hurry up and have her come back from Vermont! hurry up and road trip to California!), but the other half of me is feeling very mellow and in the moment, and I"m enjoying being a homebody and cleaning up my apartment. Last night I went through the pile of papers by my bed and thought about organizing photos into and album, but realized that I have too many, so I think I'm just going to buy some of those boxes. In the meantime, they're all in ziploc freezer bags. Hmm. I flipped through a few older photos from graduation and such. I look so different. I don't even recognize myself anymore, which is slightly scary. I looked my current self's sister. Or even more removed -- like my cousin or something. Weird. I should put together a before and after exhibit or something...
