Busy

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I hate being this busy.  I’m in college, and don’t have much time for fun writing.  I’m at like 450 words in NanoWriMo.  LOL

I really don’t know what to do about some things going on at work.  My co-worker is passive aggressive and accuses other people of being passive aggressive.  It’s so frustrating.  I’m going to call her out on it tomorrow, hopefully in a productive manner that doesn’t sound like I’m accusing her of being lazy or something.

I shouldn’t have to keep telling someone over and over again what their job is.  Just do your job.  If you don’t like your job, well, I’d say quit and we’ll find someone who will do it, but since we’ve gone through 6 new employees in the past 2 months, that’s not looking too likely.

Ugh.

So college.  I guess I’m going to have to take things day by day, and week by week until it’s all over with in 2-3 years.  If I think that far ahead, I will lose my mind.  On the other hand, I get the week of Thanksgiving off and I think I’ll use it to read ahead in the one class that gave me the readings ahead of time.

Right now, have headache, neck tension, and I want to go to bed!  I also joined the gym again, so my thighs and buns are hurting a smidge.  I’m all right with that though.  Pain is weakness leaving the body, right?  My daughter said that, but I don’t know where she got it from.

Hope anyone that reads has a great night!

~wavygirl~

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So much to do….

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And maybe enough time to do it in.  So, lots going on in my life.

  1.  I’m going back to college.  I start online classes in about 2 weeks.  Workplace diversity and conflict management are my first 2 classes.
  2.  I went on a job interview today.  Not sure how I feel about the place or the position, but the time off/year might be worth it.
  3. I’m taking an art class, starting next week.  I haven’t drawn in a very long while, so I’m super excited.
  4. I wasn’t going to try to do Nanowrimo this year due to all of the above, but the first scene to the last book in the series popped into my head this morning.  Not sure I’m going to have time for 50000 words, let alone blogging on here, but I may give it a try if the story continues to unfold in my head.

Nothing worse than having to work a full time job that requires me to think, when the muse is flowing well.

Grandbaby is cute.  Daughter #2 is going to her first homecoming on Saturday.  Husband got a new job that he seems to really like.  If I could pay off my bills, things would be perfectly content for awhile.

Have a great day, all!

~wavygirl~

Magma. No, not the lava underground stuff.

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So, I have this grand baby, right?  He’s so super adorable and cute, but I didn’t want to be called “grandma”.  That is my mom, you know?  And since she’s going to be with us for a long time yet, I don’t want to steal her name.

So my daughter has been calling me (among other things, Abuela being one) Maternal Grandmother.  Ma (maternal) G-ma (grandma).  So Magma.  Stupid?  A little.  But it might be perfect.

I’ll let you all know if this sticks.

~wavygirl~

Feeling so sad today.

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Probably just hormones.

Or maybe I made a person very special to me sad, and I’m sad that she’s sad, and we talked and all is forgiven, and there was really no right way to go about what happened, but there was always going to be someone who would think that it was wrong, no matter what happened.

I suppose I need to just make peace with it, but instead I’m being angry at the world; it’s easier to be angry than to cry.

Or maybe it’s all the changes happening around here in the past couple months, and the stress is catching up to me.  Or a combination thereof.

Or, you know, hormones.

~wavygirl~

Peach

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walking home from work the other day, holding the peach I didn’t have time to eat while working.  Soft, firm, with a fine, almost imperceptible coat of fuzz covering the exterior.  I held it occasionally to my nose, inhaling the sweet, summery scent into my being.  Visually pleasing, I stole glances at the perfectly blushing orange shade as I strolled.  I held onto the anticipation of the taste that peach would hold, sweet, sensual, warm.  When I did eat it finally, the first juicy bite met all my expectations.  I didn’t take a picture of that luscious and succulent peach.  But here is its sister.   

 
I’m thinking another peach experience will be happening soon.

~wavygirl~