in other news? in my grogginess, i hit the "reset" button on my alarm instead of "sleep". i woke up after a dream of walking around in a dead, harvested field with Nickel Creek, freaking out because i had known that the dream was ENTIRELY too long to take place solely between sleeper alarmy... thingies.
this is a really freaking big difinitive week for so many of us, so we're all massively stressed, it seems. in the next week, some of those dearest to me have to:
help move... somewhere.
organize their entire lives so that the someone can fit their stuff.. somewhere.
write an article that she TOTALLY forgot about for FlavAZ.
come up with a topic for said article.
possibly write TWO articles, if she includes the write up of PDX Pride.
celebrate mother's birthday on thursday. (woops. forgot to ask for it off. jess did ask for it off, but is stressed because since he has to be out of his house by friday, and thursday is the only day he has off of both jobs. i made sure to buy her lots of presents to compensate for this.)
put in two weeks at a job (not me).
complete all her training (trillions of tests) at work.
i also desperately need to go shoe shopping.(i HATE shopping.) i SO want a pair of mary jane's like i always used to have that i can use for dressy shoes, new work shoes, and bridesmaid's shoes. payday is friday, so maybe i'll hit payless this weekend, since i THIIIIINK they carry the shoes i have now for work all the dang time. (at least, andrea bought a pair identical to mine, so i always have to look to see if the shoes i'm putting on are happy and shiny, or if they're sad and torn up.)
so, yeah. stressful week. i KNOW there's something else going on that i'm so not thinking about. i'll probably remember in a panic later.
in the meantime, i'll sit here and annoy andrea by singing along to sloan. not just singing along, mind you, but singing the HARMONIES absent-mindedly.
close your eyes, move with the flow...