Bah Humbug!
Don't know what's with me the past few days. Feel like I haven't done anything but I've actually accomplished quite a lot on several fronts. Not that you could tell from my blog... (What's with all the quizzes? Don't usually do all that many but as you can see, I've been on a roll with them lately!)
What the...?
Well, that was weird. I'd barely started writing but all the sudden the screen blinked and it was posted without my doing anything. So I'll finish and re-post using this complete version.
Anyway, as I was saying...
I'm one of those folks who will not give herself credit for any work done until the entire project is through. Well, consciously I realize I've put in hours and hours on a couple of projects over the past week, but since neither is completely done so I can point at the finished project and say "I did that," it feels like I haven't done anything.
Haven't been able to sleep worth a darn the past couple weeks which doesn't exactly make for cheerful and energetic moods. Thought it was just not being able to breathe because of the smog but the weather's changed and the air is clean now—and I still can't sleep. Weather's been nice and stormy (lots of wind and rain, but warm) the past few days. I love that, but it gives me sinus headaches. (Thank goodness that ibuprofen knocks these headaches out quickly and easily.) Had blood drawn today—just routine—but, as sometimes happens, they couldn't get the vein in my arm and took it out of the back of my hand, which now has a big lump of a bruise on it.
Sounds like the kid next door has gotten a new video game system (or at least a better tv to hook it up too) and the noise of that coming through the wall right next to my computer is not helping me to think. (In other words, his best friend is visiting while his folks are out for the evening. They're really good kids—the only complaint I've ever had about them is loud games. Hey, my own kid was guilty of that from time to time and I survived.) I've gotten used to the guy upstairs with his action movies with car chases and explosions right over my head and as long as he doesn't turn them too loud or run a bunch one right after the other, I will survive. And I empathize with the young man (in his 20's) who lives with his parents and grandmother in the fourth apartment in our building. When the older folks are out, his music gets louder and louder—and louder. I even kind of like it—Vietnamese ballads that I can't understand a single word of—but by the time it's loud enough to hear 2 or 3 blocks away, it's WAY past being music to me, here in the same building, and is just flat-out NOISE.
Well, I'll survive as long as only one of them at a time is noisy and it doesn't go on all day. (After all, we start with noise from airplanes and construction before we add in any of the personal stuff.) It's just that I had my computer set up in this spot before any of the rest of them set up their speakers and it feels like a personal attack when the noise gets so bad I have to move to another room. When I first moved in here, I purposely set up my tv at the point in this apartment farthest away from walls adjoining the other apartments but it's clear that most people can't be bothered to even think about that until they get lots and lots of complaints. So they stick their speakers on the floor, right up against the common wall. And I'm so damned tired of complaining...
And yes, I've given some thought to rearranging my furniture so the computer isn't at the focal point of all the noise. Except that there's nowhere else where I could look out the window while sitting at the computer. Since I can't get out and about as much as I'd prefer, I need to at least be able to see that the rest of the world really is still out there!
Hmmm... Venting does seem to have helped my mood a bit. Now maybe I can find something fun to do and some yummy treats to munch on...
7:46:50 PM 
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