Funkity Funk Funk

 This picture has little to do with what I'm about to say, other 

than it came up when I searched for an image for the word "funk". 

And this post is inspired by my sister. Also...I imagine myself to be 

the soulful diva in the middle, with my sisters givin' off some serious 

attitude to my right and left. :)

One of my sisters posted the following question on my Facebook page yesterday:

"Are you in a blogging funk?"

To which I replied:

"My life is boring."

I'm not sure how to interpret her answer:

"heidi-get a move on it. make something up otherwise:-)"

Hmm, get a move on making my life more interesting or get a move on blogging?? Uh yeah, I'm trying to make my life more interesting. I can talk about some of that, but sometimes it doesn't seem as though others will find it interesting...as if it's not "blog-worthy". Anyone else feel that way? Can I get a witness?!

I have some projects I could talk about ...but they're not finished, which feels like a massive failure to me. Even though the break in progress was partly due to circumstances beyond my control.

But yeah...I guess you could say I'm in a blogging funk. I'll get it together and start posting again. No promises about frequency...or how interesting it will be for you.

Is there anything YOU want to know or read about here? Ideas and questions are welcome...hehehe within reason, of course. ;-)


*image from amazon.com

My Mood Ring is a Filthy Brown

I need a vacation. Badly.

I ran some errands after work today and ended up going the wrong way ... twice... to run out for dog food. No...no, this was not the first time I was going to this particular store.

I was borderline muttering to myself while pushing/sliding my ridiculously defunct shopping cart in the scary Walmart (more stores need to carry this stupid dog food!). I hate scary Walmart. (Obviously I wanted to go to the un-scary Walmart, but went the wrong way...twice.)

The puppies are feeling my stress too, I think. Tonight after finally getting home, I saw that it had snowed in my living room... The puppies tore up my very last throw pillow. They've torn up tissues from my bathroom trash a few times, and have gotten sales ads off the kitchen counter and shredded those. Maybe the puppies need a vacation too?

There have been many instances lately when I have actually uttered the words, "I don't wanna help people today." Did I mention that I HELP PEOPLE FOR A LIVING?!

I've been perusing vacation sites, I've ordered a vacation guide, and have been obsessively daydreaming about a nameless spa in the desert somewhere.

I need a vacation.

Rejected

I didn't get the house. I found out this morning at about 8:30. At least I didn't lose sleep over it last night- I was out cold by 9:30!

I'm supposed to go look again at one of the other houses from last weekend. It's a nice home, been on the market for a while, good neighborhood... but honestly... I'm kind of tired of all this.

Blogging Blahs

I've got the blahs. I don't know what to blog about lately.

I feel like all I ever talk about these days is house-hunting, which is getting old. I may be looking for an apartment soon and taking a little break from house-hunting (obviously getting an apartment means a lot of up-front and on-going costs, which takes away from my ability to save money for my down payment and whatnot).

I'm still recovering from my various illnesses, so I'm tired out. Work has been steadily busy and I'm looking toward the end of the semester when we can have a little down time.

That's about it. I'm just blah. My life is pretty blah.