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Mar. 6th, 2005 11:23 amIt's Sunday and I have no schedule.
Yesterday with the Roses was really pleasant. They are delightful company.
I have made a new resolution: From Saturday 14:00 till Monday 08:00, I will open the work E-mail for necessities only. Like I have to send out a German E-mail first thing tomorrow and need C to correct it first. Not opening the E-mail gives me peace during the weekends. I cannot worry about all the things I have to do if I don't know about them. :)
C had the whole day off yesterday. We tidied the apartment a bit and then went shopping. Remind me never to go shopping on Saturdays again. It was a nightmare. I wanted to get white peppers, but to reach them I had to move past 5 people, only to find that my path was blocked by a lady with her shopping cart carefully picking out mushrooms from the shelf just below the peppers. Glancing over my shoulder I see that the way to the scale-price machine is blocked by another 7 people - and I give up. Why is it that all inconsiderate people seem to multiply on Saturdays? Like a family of four walking side by side, taking up a good 4 meters of width in an overfilled parking lot, where the cars are circling to find a free space? Dear parents, take one child each and walk BEHIND each other. Please THINK!
Came home, packed away the shopping, ate and we played Dark Alliance. C is now a female cleric. He doesn't like her much because she has no effective ranged attacks. I'm a dwarf and very rude. :)
Woke up early this morning. Stayed in bed watching C, planning how I'd train my dog and was hit by more Hunt revelations. Like the solution to why Isha doesn't simply whisk Adric away on the back of a dragon. I wonder...if I ever get published, will I look back at the novels and think, I could have done this better? Or...the plot should have been like that and not like this? Can you ever let a story go completely?
Yesterday with the Roses was really pleasant. They are delightful company.
I have made a new resolution: From Saturday 14:00 till Monday 08:00, I will open the work E-mail for necessities only. Like I have to send out a German E-mail first thing tomorrow and need C to correct it first. Not opening the E-mail gives me peace during the weekends. I cannot worry about all the things I have to do if I don't know about them. :)
C had the whole day off yesterday. We tidied the apartment a bit and then went shopping. Remind me never to go shopping on Saturdays again. It was a nightmare. I wanted to get white peppers, but to reach them I had to move past 5 people, only to find that my path was blocked by a lady with her shopping cart carefully picking out mushrooms from the shelf just below the peppers. Glancing over my shoulder I see that the way to the scale-price machine is blocked by another 7 people - and I give up. Why is it that all inconsiderate people seem to multiply on Saturdays? Like a family of four walking side by side, taking up a good 4 meters of width in an overfilled parking lot, where the cars are circling to find a free space? Dear parents, take one child each and walk BEHIND each other. Please THINK!
Came home, packed away the shopping, ate and we played Dark Alliance. C is now a female cleric. He doesn't like her much because she has no effective ranged attacks. I'm a dwarf and very rude. :)
Woke up early this morning. Stayed in bed watching C, planning how I'd train my dog and was hit by more Hunt revelations. Like the solution to why Isha doesn't simply whisk Adric away on the back of a dragon. I wonder...if I ever get published, will I look back at the novels and think, I could have done this better? Or...the plot should have been like that and not like this? Can you ever let a story go completely?