The internet has been out most of the morning at work. This means less fucking off, but also less work, since a good portion of my job requires me to answer email or submit things online. *sigh*
I went to buy a new hairbrush this morning and my card wouldn't work. Hmm, hmm, hmm. So I called, as you do, and was informed that there was a hold on my account. Until 2 pm today. Why? Because last night an electronic transaction for deposit and withdrawl went through at the same time. Um, what? a) I'm not sure how this is my problem, and b) if they've solved it, whatever the actual problem was, why shut down my account until 2 pm? Does something magic happen at 2 pm. Was there a fear I'd withdraw all my funds, sticking the bank with $76 in uncleared checks, and run off to Mexico to never be seen again, and that risk is over at 2 pm? And how is this my problem? I mean I honestly understand less and less of banking as it becomes more electronic and seemingly less based in reality. Blah blah blah blah blah.
Burt's Bees now makes lip balm with pomegranate oil in it. I am so excited. However, it also has something else in it which smells sort of old lady like. Camphor or something, I'm not sure exactly. But the pomegranate will make me at least use for a week and see if I can get over the old lady aspect.
Am much better than yesterday. Exercise, mental and otherwise, and meditation have driven back the beast.
This week is WAY too long, and alternately much too short, depending really on if I am in my office or anywhere else in the world.
I had a really, really weird dream last night in which I had sextuplets, 4 girls and 2 boys, in secret, like managed to hide the pregnancy from my friends in baggy sweatshirts, etc. (yeah right). And then the father raised them all as single parent, with help from me and other friends, but no one ever knew I was actually the mother. It was really weird, not just in content, but rather than being a stress dream as pregnancy dreams usually are, it was all kind of calming and relaxing and without angst despite the secret birthing and all. I think this is a sign that my decision to remain childless is the right one. They were really cute babies though (all six of them, ack!).