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May. 27th, 2003 08:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7This is going to be one of my more scattered entries...
it was nice to be in buffalo. i really do like it there. dave's happier there.
we'll have to do something fun down here to kind of reaffirm our enjoyment of this area, i think, because i'm in a really anti-downstate mood. blechh, westchester. there's so much phoniness, fake quaintness, overpriced smugness, foreign-car-status-symbol ridiculousness, uptight fake friendliness, and i just can't settle back down.
but our apartment is really nice and our neighborhood has good things in it. really. it's a nice area.
three weekends in a row spent in buffalo has warped me a bit. i dunno. dave's family seems sort of ok, though a little more subdued than before.
there's more to tell about buffalo, but not just now.
it was nice to see my family, though ann was never home when i was awake, or awake while i was home. mom is 45 pounds lighter and a little blonder. she showed me photos of ireland and told me stories. dad and i discussed catholicism, relationships, schooling, upbringings, etc. The usual stuff. We talked cars a little. Retirement's treating him well; he's working harder than he ever did while employed, on long-postponed projects and on work around the house because he feels he oughta pitch in some more.
I'm not thrilled to be back at work. While in Buffalo, on Sunday night Dave and I were up later than everyone else. So we went into the bedroom where I was staying, closed the door, took off most of our clothes... and talked about work. Seriously. What I needed more than anything was to get all that crap off my chest. Friday they wanted me to finish the website, told me i'd been doing it all wrong all along, told me to hurry up, told me to start over, told me all kinds of crap, and then they took away my monitor and replaced it with another one that had a severe horizontal hold problem, and I was supposed to get something done? Sorry, no.
So I left three hours early so I could get on my train, and boy did I need it. It was a 3 1/2 day weekend, and i spent a day and a half on trains. But when I saw Dave at the buffalo station, that was a sight for sore eyes. Man, I missed him.
He's not just a pretty face, y'know? He really gives me a lot of much-needed perspective on things. That's primarily why I need a partner in life-- someone who can help me sort out what's really true from what's partly true from what's mostly in my head to what's mostly in other people's heads.
I've always had trouble with this kind of stuff, and it helps so much to have someone sensible who can just discuss it with me and help me sort it out. I was ok alone, in that I was more productive and more faithful to my diet, but I was so stressed out because I lacked a reality check that I was miserable even when productive. Having a partner around gives me focus.
Ah well. I'm glad he's back. He's my favorite boy. Ever.
He noticed that I'd cleaned the apartment. And was pleased.
Tonight I need to get some groceries for me, and some food for my frogs.
I'm thinkin' maybe next weekend we should either sit around and do nothing, or have some people over, or we should go on a field trip to Jersey and visit Ikea and Foodmart International. With maybe some friends-- masako, or my cousins. I just think it'd be cool.
Hmm...
I was going to write something coherent but I just don't have the energy or the focus. I have to organize myself. I have to get over my weird i-hate-this-place block. i liked westchester when i first got here. i have to settle down and learn to appreciate it again. I don't know what's wrong. I think we need a trip to Stew Leonard's and a dinner party.
Or something...
it was nice to be in buffalo. i really do like it there. dave's happier there.
we'll have to do something fun down here to kind of reaffirm our enjoyment of this area, i think, because i'm in a really anti-downstate mood. blechh, westchester. there's so much phoniness, fake quaintness, overpriced smugness, foreign-car-status-symbol ridiculousness, uptight fake friendliness, and i just can't settle back down.
but our apartment is really nice and our neighborhood has good things in it. really. it's a nice area.
three weekends in a row spent in buffalo has warped me a bit. i dunno. dave's family seems sort of ok, though a little more subdued than before.
there's more to tell about buffalo, but not just now.
it was nice to see my family, though ann was never home when i was awake, or awake while i was home. mom is 45 pounds lighter and a little blonder. she showed me photos of ireland and told me stories. dad and i discussed catholicism, relationships, schooling, upbringings, etc. The usual stuff. We talked cars a little. Retirement's treating him well; he's working harder than he ever did while employed, on long-postponed projects and on work around the house because he feels he oughta pitch in some more.
I'm not thrilled to be back at work. While in Buffalo, on Sunday night Dave and I were up later than everyone else. So we went into the bedroom where I was staying, closed the door, took off most of our clothes... and talked about work. Seriously. What I needed more than anything was to get all that crap off my chest. Friday they wanted me to finish the website, told me i'd been doing it all wrong all along, told me to hurry up, told me to start over, told me all kinds of crap, and then they took away my monitor and replaced it with another one that had a severe horizontal hold problem, and I was supposed to get something done? Sorry, no.
So I left three hours early so I could get on my train, and boy did I need it. It was a 3 1/2 day weekend, and i spent a day and a half on trains. But when I saw Dave at the buffalo station, that was a sight for sore eyes. Man, I missed him.
He's not just a pretty face, y'know? He really gives me a lot of much-needed perspective on things. That's primarily why I need a partner in life-- someone who can help me sort out what's really true from what's partly true from what's mostly in my head to what's mostly in other people's heads.
I've always had trouble with this kind of stuff, and it helps so much to have someone sensible who can just discuss it with me and help me sort it out. I was ok alone, in that I was more productive and more faithful to my diet, but I was so stressed out because I lacked a reality check that I was miserable even when productive. Having a partner around gives me focus.
Ah well. I'm glad he's back. He's my favorite boy. Ever.
He noticed that I'd cleaned the apartment. And was pleased.
Tonight I need to get some groceries for me, and some food for my frogs.
I'm thinkin' maybe next weekend we should either sit around and do nothing, or have some people over, or we should go on a field trip to Jersey and visit Ikea and Foodmart International. With maybe some friends-- masako, or my cousins. I just think it'd be cool.
Hmm...
I was going to write something coherent but I just don't have the energy or the focus. I have to organize myself. I have to get over my weird i-hate-this-place block. i liked westchester when i first got here. i have to settle down and learn to appreciate it again. I don't know what's wrong. I think we need a trip to Stew Leonard's and a dinner party.
Or something...
