Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Nothing like a fine whine
Depressing study du jour: Both getting married and getting divorced cause weight gain. You're doomed either way.
The heck with depressing studies. I'm too tired to care right now. Not really in the mood for much of anything. Maybe if I start off blogging, I'll get motivated to do useful work around the house. (Well, it's possible.)
The original plan was to take Friday off, but I ended up having to send work samples to one recruiter and wait for another recruiter to schedule another interview and on top of that I had to go out to lunch with a former co-worker.
Tangent: Why does the above paragraph sound so whiny? They weren't bad things, just not part of my original plan of having a close encounter with my hammock under a nice shady tree.
I knew that if I stayed at home Monday, I would spend the time brooding over the impending interview and the potential maybe interview from the company who wanted to review my work. So I figured the best thing to do was take Skye's advice and head for the ocean.
By the way, the Pacific ocean is nice and cool. Well, freezing would actually be a better word. Even when the air is hot, the ocean is not. Whenever visitors come from afar, they always say something like "It's July! I'll be sure to bring my swimsuit!" I do warn them that we import our ocean fresh from Alaska, but they always seem want to try anyway. Rarely do they try twice.
Ms. Skye, being a native, didn't expect me to bring a swimsuit. She was kind enough to show me the sights of her corner of the coast. I always see coastal towns as places for tourists; it was nice to see the livable side of town.
Walking a mile or so in deep sand is really good exercise. My calf muscles were stiff the next day, and Damn Knee was swollen, but it was a good workout. Then I went home and prepared for the upcoming interview by going shopping. My last interview outfit didn't look so good once I got it home (I presume it shrunk on the drive home?), and I couldn't face the thought of another interview in that thick wool coat, so really it was my duty to stimulate the economy a bit further.
Okay, I typed all that out and I still don't have any energy. I suspect my cutting back on the coffee is starting to affect my energy level. Or I need to get my thyroid tweaked. Or I need air conditioning, so I can get my house to cool down at night so I can sleep.
Geez, I thought I sounded whiny before. Clearly I should stop before I begin moaning about how unfair life is.
Exercise du jour: I'm going to crank out 15 minutes on the elliptical. Even a woman with no energy at all should be able to manage that.
Done! Dang, but it's hot. Just 'cause we sent them an earthquake or two, the other side of the country feels impelled to send us their heat & humidity. They're too kind. Really. No, I meant really.