random thoughts
I've come to the realization lately that when I'm stressed, I blog. When I don't want to deal with whatever it is I have to deal with at the moment, I blog. Which of course means, that the last 2-3 I've been hiding out in this blog.
Today, I don't feel like running statistics. My big project on the plate. Stats is normally very very gratifying. Numbers are beautiful. The tediousness of figuring data out to me is like the tender joint aches to the marathoner. Painful but gratifying. Except today, I'd much rather be on craigslist, apartment surfing, furniture shopping and reading random rants and raves.
The daydreamer in me is also thinking about a new couch and new rug. Trying to redecorate my apartment. Out with the old, in with the new. I have a feeling I'll be there for a while and in the last couple of months, I've been hanging out in it a lot more. My favorite spot is the kitchen now. I have my iPod permanently in there so I can sing to Guns and Roses while I do dishes. I've been baking and baking, cooking and cooking. To my mother's surprise, I made an entire meal for Nate and I last Friday. I told her I was home and Nate and I were having dinner. She said, oh, so what did Nate cook for you? When I told her that I made the pork chops with rosemary, thyme and apple chutney, and potatoes, she nearly dropped the phone. Mother dearest, your daughter has some talent in that area. At least I didn't burn the kitchen down :)