moaning and or groaning Category

Priorities

In: 31 for 21, job, moaning and or groaning

Lately I’ve been having trouble making it in to work on time. Even though it’s just a thirty minute walk, even though I don’t have to be there until ten. Lately I keep hitting the snooze button til 9:15, and then I lie in bed for another ten or fifteen minutes, stretching my fingers and [...]

Ugh.

In: 31 for 21, job, moaning and or groaning

What a day. I probably shouldn’t go into detail for fear of being dooced, but here I am, sitting at a desk awash with papers, wondering how it got to be 7:30 and what ever happened to that lunch break I meant to take.

This has been one of those days where I keep having to stop and deconstruct my emotions. In a meeting, I’ll find myself angry and defensive, only to find, when I try to put into words what I’m feeling, that there is no there there, that what ever I’m feeling has sprung into being independent [...]

Oh, I am just not good* at being busy. This semester I’m working full time in addition to teaching a class — that’s 43 hours out of the week that I have to be someplace and be working, never mind the unstructured class prep hours I need to work on top of that.
Now, technically, [...]

It’s raining, I have a headache, and I’ve been listening to nothing but Chrismas music for hours. Is it any wonder I’m in an odd mood?
The last few days have just been dingey. Thursday night, I had a bunch of poet friends for a reading, which was just so much fun, but as soon as [...]

Simple Gifts

In: Nablopomo, moaning and or groaning

Oh, I’m just so gloomy today. Hardly appropriate for thankgiving. So, in honor of the day, a list of things I’m thankful for:
1. My writing window looks out at ground level. This part of our apartment, towards the front of the house, is partially below ground, so I look out at the garden at the [...]

1. While reading, realize you have a headache.
2. Decide to rest your eyes for a moment, see if you feel better.
3. Sleep for five hours.
4. Wake up, feeling groggy and feverish.
5. Decide to read a bit, see how you feel.
6. Repeat step one.

Isn’t it frustrating how, when you’re in a funk, it’s completely impossible to remember what being happy feels like? I know I was happy just last week. Ecstatic, even. Poop.
Brian’s off at his studio. I drove him away with my histronic discontentedness, what with the sighing and the moaning and the flying off the handle [...]

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I'm a librarian. Special skills include dog charming, brochure writing, slapdash cooking and long-winded nattering. I also enjoy watching the sunset's reflection in the tall buildings downtown.

For a while there, I taught classes on Classical literature, philosophy, and the history of religion at New College of California. I have an MA and an MFA in Writing, and live on a boat in Sausalito, CA.