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Two mornings with 3:30am wake-up calls in the same makes for a tired girl. The end of the month, with the end of the year approaching, was in imperfect alignment with my desire to do nothing but pass out for a nice winter's nap. So my friends for the day were coffee and music.
And at some point today, I managed to realize that tomorrow is December. I have no idea what I did in November or how it disappeared so quickly. Honestly, I always thought my parents were being melodramatic when I was younger and they'd say something about how quickly time passes. That was back in the day when the distance to Christmas break always seemed interminable.
The arrival of December also means that I'm down to one month remaining in this blog-a-day mission that I set in the waning days of 2011. I've been thinking about how I want to proceed when the calendar flips to 2013. Although there's no definitive course, the daily photo and writing requirements are taxing at times. I can virtually guarantee that this blog won't continue to be daily. Perhaps instead of trying to force inspiration daily, I'll post when inspiration (visual or rhetoric) strikes.
I would say that I shouldn't worry about it too much, because I have time. But I've already covered that. Time flies.
necessary stimulants \11.30\
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And at some point today, I managed to realize that tomorrow is December. I have no idea what I did in November or how it disappeared so quickly. Honestly, I always thought my parents were being melodramatic when I was younger and they'd say something about how quickly time passes. That was back in the day when the distance to Christmas break always seemed interminable.
The arrival of December also means that I'm down to one month remaining in this blog-a-day mission that I set in the waning days of 2011. I've been thinking about how I want to proceed when the calendar flips to 2013. Although there's no definitive course, the daily photo and writing requirements are taxing at times. I can virtually guarantee that this blog won't continue to be daily. Perhaps instead of trying to force inspiration daily, I'll post when inspiration (visual or rhetoric) strikes.
I would say that I shouldn't worry about it too much, because I have time. But I've already covered that. Time flies.
Sometimes you have days that manage to hit you with the force of a cement truck. All you want to do is make them stop or forget they happened. So I did both of the aforementioned and I'm not going to elucidate on any part of my day. I'll assume today's photo is worth a thousand words on that topic.
Instead I'm going to delve into one of life's most engaging, and light-hearted, topics. Puppies. I can tell who my true friends are, because they participate in ritualistic self-torture with me - exchanging photos and videos of puppies so cute that it makes you squirm. Honestly, how can you deny a face like this or furballs like these?
And, yet, I do resist them. My life is not suitable to the ownership of pets at this juncture. First of all, because they would often be left unattended from 8:00am to 9:00pm (sometimes later) and my rational brain realizes that this is unfair. Second of all, because I live in 550 square feet that's barely large enough for me.
Let's be real, elevator rides and walking several blocks for bathroom breaks are also a minor deterrent. Add winter weather to the mix and the aforementioned becomes a major deterrent. I see those urban dog owners out there at 9:00pm in their pajamas, while their canine pal sniffs the curb for the appropriate square inch of territory to mark. At that moment in time, I'm not so envious.
So my dreams of having a dog child are relegated to the future, hopefully a future that incorporates a fenced-in plot of grass. In the present, if all of my friends could work on acquiring puppies for me to play aunt to, that would be ideal. Please and thank you.
a glimpse of every day \11.14\
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Instead I'm going to delve into one of life's most engaging, and light-hearted, topics. Puppies. I can tell who my true friends are, because they participate in ritualistic self-torture with me - exchanging photos and videos of puppies so cute that it makes you squirm. Honestly, how can you deny a face like this or furballs like these?
And, yet, I do resist them. My life is not suitable to the ownership of pets at this juncture. First of all, because they would often be left unattended from 8:00am to 9:00pm (sometimes later) and my rational brain realizes that this is unfair. Second of all, because I live in 550 square feet that's barely large enough for me.
Let's be real, elevator rides and walking several blocks for bathroom breaks are also a minor deterrent. Add winter weather to the mix and the aforementioned becomes a major deterrent. I see those urban dog owners out there at 9:00pm in their pajamas, while their canine pal sniffs the curb for the appropriate square inch of territory to mark. At that moment in time, I'm not so envious.
So my dreams of having a dog child are relegated to the future, hopefully a future that incorporates a fenced-in plot of grass. In the present, if all of my friends could work on acquiring puppies for me to play aunt to, that would be ideal. Please and thank you.
Technically, I've successfully closed my first week of life back in the Loop. No, it's not Friday. Yes, I have the option to work from home on Fridays. I haven't quite decided what I'm most excited about with this option.
Sleeping later. Working in pajamas. Having a personal Skype session during lunch. Not having to pack a lunch. Windows open and fresh air. No commuting. Going for a run whenever I'm ready.
That last one is kind of key, at least tomorrow. Although I was walking many miles every day in New York, in my Chicago adjustment phase I've only managed to run once this week. And there are way too many opportunities to eat when you work in an office with three men and your company supplies food.
In other good news, apparently there's a gym in the basement of our building (directly below my photo's vantage point) and all tenants have access. It's so easy to let myself hibernate in the winter, because I'm not particularly fond of winter runs...or paying for overpriced gym memberships. With such convenience of just going to the basement, I assume that I can be at least moderately successful in maintaining a workout schedule.
back in the loop \09.20\
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Sleeping later. Working in pajamas. Having a personal Skype session during lunch. Not having to pack a lunch. Windows open and fresh air. No commuting. Going for a run whenever I'm ready.
That last one is kind of key, at least tomorrow. Although I was walking many miles every day in New York, in my Chicago adjustment phase I've only managed to run once this week. And there are way too many opportunities to eat when you work in an office with three men and your company supplies food.
In other good news, apparently there's a gym in the basement of our building (directly below my photo's vantage point) and all tenants have access. It's so easy to let myself hibernate in the winter, because I'm not particularly fond of winter runs...or paying for overpriced gym memberships. With such convenience of just going to the basement, I assume that I can be at least moderately successful in maintaining a workout schedule.