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Jun. 2nd, 2010 10:50 pmJust spent like $200 on fabric and $50 on train tickets and I am feeling very drained. About to spend even more money; I fly out on Friday and buy the car from Annie which I am going to have to drive back. Bleah.
I'm excited to have a car, though. It's been about... mm... six years? My whole lifestyle has kinda revolved around having to do a lot of planning in order to drive anywhere, for a long time. I sort of feel bad getting a car during the whole oil-spewing-forth-and-blackening-the-earth crisis, but it's an old one and I don't plan on increasing the household fuel consumption all that much. It's just that the construction between Z's workplace and mine makes for horribly unpredictable and stressful commutes, just for me, and while it's probably consuming less gas overall for us to carpool, it's actually not consuming all that much less. And the extra 45 minutes or so a day we each spend waiting/driving is kind of getting old. (I have to go 15-25 minutes out of my way, each way, depending on construction; he has to wait half an hour after his work is over for me to arrive.)
It's not an enormous inconvenience, and we both have bus service. But I can't, for example, cover the afternoon shift at work, or go to a doctor's appointment, or attend a social event while he also does so, or get the car repaired in a timely fashion, etc. So. I know I'll drive a lot more and use a lot more gas. But I just feel like I have to do this. The Prius needs body work-- there's rust damage around the windshield. Last time it needed a service we had to wait almost 2,000 miles beyond the recommended limit. We really do need the flexibility. But... Yeah, guilt.
Hey I feel like my karma is kind of in a positive balance. I got rid of my car in 2004. It's been a long time.
I will shortly have the fabric to make the 18th-c dress. That's what I bought. I have some pennsic sewing to do. I have a lot of Pennsic plans. I want to fix up the bed we brought last year-- just an air mattress. I want hot-weather clothes; it's going to be hot and wet this year, I bet. I just want to be more prepared and more comfortable.
I am scared as hell that I won't get much time off and it'll be a disaster, again. I am sorry I have to take off so much other time; I am trying not to request any more time off between now and then. I took two days for Illinois, and will be taking two for Long Island next weekend, but the wedding I'm in-- I should really just need to be there that day... right... ? Oy. I'll figure it out. But I want all two weeks of Pennsic, and know I won't get it. I'm just trying to strategize what on earth I *can* do. I'm supposed to be full-time; they give a lot of leeway to one other full-timer, but not for crap like vacations, it's more crap like, oh, her life falling apart. Whenever I mention taking time off, the boss goes on about how he works six-day weeks. Dude, that's not in my contract. And I seriously haven't asked for a day off since Christmas. I'll work six-day weeks if you want, in the weeks I'm not trying to go out of town. The rest of the year, in fact. Graah.
Anyway. I also recently decided that i need to have a bottle prominently labeled EMERGENCY BOURBON. At Pennsic, but in real life probably wouldn't be bad either.
And just to round things out, this morning Chita woke me at 5:30, which was annoying as hell. But then this evening when I lay down for a 30-minute nap, she spooned with me and rubbed the top of her head against my face and purred and purred. So it was pretty cute, and balanced out pretty well, really. She woke me up early so I'd nap, right?? Obviously she's that clever. Oh man I'm totally the 30-year-old woman with no kids and a cat. Hey, I planned on this when I was a teenager-- except I thought I'd have more cats, and no boyfriend.
I'm excited to have a car, though. It's been about... mm... six years? My whole lifestyle has kinda revolved around having to do a lot of planning in order to drive anywhere, for a long time. I sort of feel bad getting a car during the whole oil-spewing-forth-and-blackening-the-earth crisis, but it's an old one and I don't plan on increasing the household fuel consumption all that much. It's just that the construction between Z's workplace and mine makes for horribly unpredictable and stressful commutes, just for me, and while it's probably consuming less gas overall for us to carpool, it's actually not consuming all that much less. And the extra 45 minutes or so a day we each spend waiting/driving is kind of getting old. (I have to go 15-25 minutes out of my way, each way, depending on construction; he has to wait half an hour after his work is over for me to arrive.)
It's not an enormous inconvenience, and we both have bus service. But I can't, for example, cover the afternoon shift at work, or go to a doctor's appointment, or attend a social event while he also does so, or get the car repaired in a timely fashion, etc. So. I know I'll drive a lot more and use a lot more gas. But I just feel like I have to do this. The Prius needs body work-- there's rust damage around the windshield. Last time it needed a service we had to wait almost 2,000 miles beyond the recommended limit. We really do need the flexibility. But... Yeah, guilt.
Hey I feel like my karma is kind of in a positive balance. I got rid of my car in 2004. It's been a long time.
I will shortly have the fabric to make the 18th-c dress. That's what I bought. I have some pennsic sewing to do. I have a lot of Pennsic plans. I want to fix up the bed we brought last year-- just an air mattress. I want hot-weather clothes; it's going to be hot and wet this year, I bet. I just want to be more prepared and more comfortable.
I am scared as hell that I won't get much time off and it'll be a disaster, again. I am sorry I have to take off so much other time; I am trying not to request any more time off between now and then. I took two days for Illinois, and will be taking two for Long Island next weekend, but the wedding I'm in-- I should really just need to be there that day... right... ? Oy. I'll figure it out. But I want all two weeks of Pennsic, and know I won't get it. I'm just trying to strategize what on earth I *can* do. I'm supposed to be full-time; they give a lot of leeway to one other full-timer, but not for crap like vacations, it's more crap like, oh, her life falling apart. Whenever I mention taking time off, the boss goes on about how he works six-day weeks. Dude, that's not in my contract. And I seriously haven't asked for a day off since Christmas. I'll work six-day weeks if you want, in the weeks I'm not trying to go out of town. The rest of the year, in fact. Graah.
Anyway. I also recently decided that i need to have a bottle prominently labeled EMERGENCY BOURBON. At Pennsic, but in real life probably wouldn't be bad either.
And just to round things out, this morning Chita woke me at 5:30, which was annoying as hell. But then this evening when I lay down for a 30-minute nap, she spooned with me and rubbed the top of her head against my face and purred and purred. So it was pretty cute, and balanced out pretty well, really. She woke me up early so I'd nap, right?? Obviously she's that clever. Oh man I'm totally the 30-year-old woman with no kids and a cat. Hey, I planned on this when I was a teenager-- except I thought I'd have more cats, and no boyfriend.
