Time on my hands

This weekend was a perfect example of why I try to keep myself immersed in work. Time on my hands means far too much time to think; too much time to think makes me:

  • angry
  • bitter
  • lonely
  • sad

I don’t want to be nice to people. I don’t want to help anyone out. I just want someone to take care of me.

Is it break time yet?

wowtcg_logoWow, these next few weeks are going to be rough. With four events in six weeks and all the traveling involved, I am exhausted just thinking about it.

This weekend I have a Yu0Gi-Oh Sneak Preview and a WoW Regional Qualifier in Birmingham, AL. I’m off next weekend then it’s off to Visions in Montgomery, AL for a WoW TCG Sneak Preview event on 11-17, followed by Thanksgiving, then back to Birmingham the next weekend for Yu-Gi-Oh regionals. And then, if I live that long, I will have an entire month off from working weekends and driving all over the state. Then I will be able to do my Christmas shopping and finish redecorating the upstairs of my apartment.

Speaking of the apartment, I got the new linens (need to post a pic) and they are so uncharacteristically girly. I fear the older I get the more feminine I become about a few things. And yes, I did say “fear”. Don’t get me wrong — they are not adorned with ruffles or lace. But the colors are very serene and the fabric has a silk-like texture and there may or may not be embroidered flowers about.

I took home paint chips from the store today. I’m going to tape them on the walls and see if I can FINALLY decide what colors to put where. Now if I could just get my dad in the mood to finish out those cabinets for me… One thing at a time I suppose.