whew, but...
Dec. 15th, 2004 09:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7ok. my deposit arrived before all but 1 of the bills cleared. so i will not be slammed this time with huge penalties for my financial incompetence. Yay!
i have another deposit to make soon which is good, but it is pitifully small which is bad. i need a way to transform cash into something i can send by mail to my bank, as i bank entirely by mail and on the internet. hm. well, it's moot at the moment, as i have no cash either. but still.
And when you earn $5/hr, the big fat old chunk the government takes out is exceedingly painful indeed.
just made a big To Do Before Thurs. Night list. Added on estimates of how long each task will take. Yes... I have 14.5 hours of work to do tonight and tomorrow, most of which cannot be done while other things are doing. Faugh.
I wonder if I could convince Dave to do any of the tasks for me... Since they involve things that affect him, like cleaning and decorating the house.
But he doesn't care about a clean house, or a decorated one. So I really truly doubt it. The only thing he could do without me is also the only thing I actually really want to do for its own sake, and that's the cookies.
And have I begun work on this massive Kringle project? For his family? No. They have this massive Christmas-gift-decorating contest every year, with all kinds of hullabaloo, and this year they even have a theme, for God's sake. I tried last year, and my gift totally sucked and went entirely unremarked-upon by everyone present because it wasn't very interesting or, for that matter, witty. I have no talent at this sort of thing-- this building of things out of other things to house still other things and be witty and clever at the same time. i can't do it. Nor am I craft-minded or particularly creative about anything that doesn't involve lines of dialogue. So I absolutely dread this. I'm not going to have any time to work on it between now and Christmas, I can't count on Christmas Eve OR Day to put on finishing touches because oh RIGHT, I'm WORKING ALL @(#)(#%* DAY both days, and I have no idea what to do. I don't even have the gift, or the time to go get it. So it's going to suck. And I can't ask Dave for advice because it's super-top-secret who has who as a giftee and who makes what gift (you have to guess after you open it who gave it to you).
So I must say, for the first time in my entire life, that I'm absolutely dreading the holidays and no, I'm really not looking forward to them at all because I'm not going to get to do any of the traditions I grew up with, because I'm not going to see my family, and I'm going to make an absolute hash of my attempts to conform to this family's traditions. It's going to be awful and I finally understand the absoultely ridiculous concept of 'holiday stress'. Ugh, ugh, UGH.
Livejournal is for whining when all else fails utterly, and don't you forget it. It's sorta all I got now. To those still reading, thank you for listening, and thank you still more to those who have been sympathetic or supportive or have suggested solutions-- I appreciate it more than I can express. To those bored with the whining: Sorry. Eventually my life will come together again and I'll start talking about something besides being miserable.
i have another deposit to make soon which is good, but it is pitifully small which is bad. i need a way to transform cash into something i can send by mail to my bank, as i bank entirely by mail and on the internet. hm. well, it's moot at the moment, as i have no cash either. but still.
And when you earn $5/hr, the big fat old chunk the government takes out is exceedingly painful indeed.
just made a big To Do Before Thurs. Night list. Added on estimates of how long each task will take. Yes... I have 14.5 hours of work to do tonight and tomorrow, most of which cannot be done while other things are doing. Faugh.
I wonder if I could convince Dave to do any of the tasks for me... Since they involve things that affect him, like cleaning and decorating the house.
But he doesn't care about a clean house, or a decorated one. So I really truly doubt it. The only thing he could do without me is also the only thing I actually really want to do for its own sake, and that's the cookies.
And have I begun work on this massive Kringle project? For his family? No. They have this massive Christmas-gift-decorating contest every year, with all kinds of hullabaloo, and this year they even have a theme, for God's sake. I tried last year, and my gift totally sucked and went entirely unremarked-upon by everyone present because it wasn't very interesting or, for that matter, witty. I have no talent at this sort of thing-- this building of things out of other things to house still other things and be witty and clever at the same time. i can't do it. Nor am I craft-minded or particularly creative about anything that doesn't involve lines of dialogue. So I absolutely dread this. I'm not going to have any time to work on it between now and Christmas, I can't count on Christmas Eve OR Day to put on finishing touches because oh RIGHT, I'm WORKING ALL @(#)(#%* DAY both days, and I have no idea what to do. I don't even have the gift, or the time to go get it. So it's going to suck. And I can't ask Dave for advice because it's super-top-secret who has who as a giftee and who makes what gift (you have to guess after you open it who gave it to you).
So I must say, for the first time in my entire life, that I'm absolutely dreading the holidays and no, I'm really not looking forward to them at all because I'm not going to get to do any of the traditions I grew up with, because I'm not going to see my family, and I'm going to make an absolute hash of my attempts to conform to this family's traditions. It's going to be awful and I finally understand the absoultely ridiculous concept of 'holiday stress'. Ugh, ugh, UGH.
Livejournal is for whining when all else fails utterly, and don't you forget it. It's sorta all I got now. To those still reading, thank you for listening, and thank you still more to those who have been sympathetic or supportive or have suggested solutions-- I appreciate it more than I can express. To those bored with the whining: Sorry. Eventually my life will come together again and I'll start talking about something besides being miserable.
