It seems no matter how hard I try to get adequate sleep, I feel like I've been drugged as soon as I get to work. I can't remember the last time I felt energized when I had to go somewhere in the morning. Why is life such a long, hard slog?
My Econ prof never sent me the ballot for choosing our topics for next semester. I worry that he's kicking me out of the class.
I got a call back from the music store where I took the clarinet Lindsay sent me to be repaired. I thought it needed a new pad or two and some tightening of screws, and that the whole job would run me between $25-40. So you can imagine my surprise when the guy tells me it will cost $80. It turns out the pads were infested with carpet beetles. No matter how many times I relate this information, my skin never ceases to crawl. Ewwww. Apparently one should store instruments in plastic bags over the long term.
I took my car in for an oil change and forgot to get my windshield wipers replaced. I'm a little tired of driving around with half a field of vision. Hopefully the car wash place can take care of it today.
My Lacy Poncho isn't turning out exactly as planned. The pattern calls for sport or baby yarn, I chose the former. I got Brown Sheep Nature Spun sport weight. It's too fluffy, and so I worry that the poncho won't drape like ponchos are supposed to. Not sure if there's a way to fix this either. Hopefully, Judy will have some advice.
My dad visited me Sunday night. I hadn't seen him in almost two years. He looks better than he did last time I saw him, so I can only assume that moving out of the house has been good for him. I hope he can reconcile with my sister. I can't talk to her. But after talking with someone who knows my entire family fairly well, I think I will write her a letter. And send a check.
In a moment of weakness, I bought three pairs of shoes at Baker's on Friday. I think I hate the way one pair looks with anything but jeans. They are beige suede and make my feet look enormous. They'd be fine if I were in college and wearing bulky socks and figure-concealing clothes, but here, I look like Bigfoot. The other pair of sensible shoes fit okay but they squeak when I walk. The squeak is internal to the shoe, which makes me suspicious of the construction quality. The third pair is totally unreasonable: hot pink suede mary janes. But they were only $10!
I'm still undefeated in fantasy football. I'm sure to lose this weekend though. My team's been getting steadily worse. I just have a favorable schedule.