Friday Confessions.

It’s been a long week over here. Gen’s birthday seems like a month ago, instead of only Monday. I’ve been tired and cranky. That’s the gist of today’s confessions.

I’ve been sleeping in. A lot. Since I get home from work around 9:30 at night, I don’t do very much. So that leaves the before-I-go-to-work time for actual other-than-work stuff. Like, oh, say, writing. Or editing the odd novel I may have hanging around. Or shopping for healthy food. So. None of that got done.

Along with the tired, I have a big crank on. I’m shorter-tempered than I should be with the kids. They’re tired. They need cajoling, not ordering. But I’m ordering them around like the Mad Director of Extra Work. And then I feel guilty. Not pleasant or productive.

Anybody else got a beef?

21 Comments to “Friday Confessions.”

  1. By Duncan, February 8, 2008 @ 12:15 pm

    I’ve been out partying and drinking every single night this week with a variety of awesome people. I’m 36. I keep thinking that I want to settle down and get a girl but I don’t see how my lifestyle is really condusive to that. That’s my beef.

  2. By stephanie, February 8, 2008 @ 4:26 pm

    My friend’s kid has a birthday and I haven’t sent her a gift yet. I’m broke, like, BROKE, and I wish I could wait a week until I get paid again. BUt I can’t. So I have to put it on my credit card, and I resent that. Isn’t that awful?

  3. By Beth, February 8, 2008 @ 8:30 pm

    I too have been short on patience and rather snappish. I put it down to lack of sunshine, too much rain and a very long list of things to get done. I do three things, and add another four to the list.
    I want a holiday and it’s only been a month since I had one. grumble, grumble, grumble

  4. By Liz, February 9, 2008 @ 1:07 am

    Duncan, you’re not going to meet a girl by staying home and making brownies. And you’re going out with awesome people. Eventually, something good will happen. It’s a matter of statistics. (She says, like she has a clue about math). But you’re putting yourself out there. That’s key. If you stayed home all the time listening to REO Speedwagon and burning incense, we would stage an intervention.

    Stephanie, that’s not awful. That’s you wanting to be in control of your finances. That is normal, woman.

    Beth, you have more of a right to gripe than I do. Grumble away!

  5. By sarah, February 9, 2008 @ 9:14 am

    Duncan, Liz is smart. Those of us who have partners found them by going out and partying until we met someone we wanted to stay in with.

    My confession: I fired my childcare provider, giving myself even less time to work, rehearse, learn lines I really need to be working on, sleep and run my house. I don’t regret it, though.

  6. By elswhere, February 9, 2008 @ 12:04 pm

    Well, actually, my esteemed spouse met all of her several girlfriends (including me) in her living room. (Not all at once, I mean; over a decade or two.) So it does happen. But you have to have friends and roommates who bring interesting people over.

    My confession is that I’ve been letting that esteemed spouse do the lion’s share of dishes this week, because I am Just Not Up to It.

  7. By rachel, February 9, 2008 @ 12:27 pm

    I’ve got a serious belly dance performance jones on, but I have NOTHING TO WEAR. And the only way I can think of to get something to wear involves sewing, and I hate sewing. And I have no bling. And I’m just bad at dressing up.

  8. By Liz, February 9, 2008 @ 12:34 pm

    Sarah, good for you for firing that whack job.

    Els, some weeks are like that.

    Rachel, you have nothing to fear. I can help you out with costuming. (But I will probably scare you with the amount of shiny stuff I want you to wear). And I can do it cheap!

  9. By gen, February 9, 2008 @ 2:19 pm

    I’m not packed. And I hate Ryan’s Dungeon and Dragon figurines and they just don’t fit with my design sense and I just want them gone BUT I married him with my eyes open to the fact that he is a D&D boy with a gothic boy buried deep inside him and that is just the way it is…

    I’m also resenting the people that are moving out of our new place that can’t get their shit together to just move out so that I can get in and paint.

  10. By rachel, February 9, 2008 @ 4:40 pm

    Ooh! Dungeons and Dragons! When we lived in Philly we gamed twice a week, and one of the groups had been playing D&D since the eighties, same world, same DM. That was the best game ever, since the world was so thoroughly established. Well, and there were an awful lot of incubuses. sigh

  11. By cheesefairy, February 9, 2008 @ 5:33 pm

    I feel stupidly committed to actually getting to 1,000 posts by tuesday. That’s 9 more posts in 4 days. Beware my blog, which may be more inane than usual.

    ...crack in car windshield. no desire to fix.

    and still no gift for sa’s birthday, which is monday.

  12. By Arwen, February 9, 2008 @ 8:33 pm

    I did a lot of role playing – Call of Cthulu, D&D, Rune Quest, etc – back in the day. Then I had an awesome GM for a Cyberpunk adventure, and he was so, so, so good it blew everything previous out of the water.

    I confess to feeling burnt out at my “new” job a total of 15 hours in. That fast! Yes.

    Got to transition my career before I end up under a bus.

  13. By Liz, February 9, 2008 @ 9:47 pm

    Gen, I know. You hate the D&D figurines. And with good reason. They are dust-catchers. I really hope the other people move out PDQ.

    Cheesefairy, you can do it! Get SA a codpiece. It’s MY go-to gift for every occasion!

    RPGers, didn’t you find it kind of slow? I think I played D&D for about half-an-hour once. Maybe it’s just my short attention spa—Oh, look! Sex and the City is on!

    Arwen, I’m really sorry your job is so hard.

  14. By rachel, February 10, 2008 @ 8:51 am

    Slow? Pf! Only if you’re playing with boring people—“rules’ lawyers” we used to call them—who insist on going by the book. An RPG, at its best, is an exercise in improvisational group-storytelling.

  15. By gen, February 10, 2008 @ 10:56 am

    Don’t get me wrong… I loved playing D&D with Ryan pre-Imogen. We would sit beside each other and play through the game on our own computers. It’s just the figurines that I don’t like. Maybe I’ll suggest that he puts them in the den to help him make it feel more like his space.

    I second the cod-piece for S.A., I think he would look smashing in it.

  16. By liz, February 10, 2008 @ 11:00 am

    Maybe that was my problem, then. They kept trying to teach me the rules, and I was like, ‘Um, there are dragons and elves and mages. I don’t want to learn about rules.”

  17. By Arwen, February 10, 2008 @ 12:45 pm

    Yes, a DM who can’t show rules through playing is Pthbbb!

  18. By Liz, February 10, 2008 @ 6:52 pm

    That’s a good idea, Gen.

    I still have no desire to play RPGs.

  19. By Arwen, February 12, 2008 @ 12:34 am

    We lost Spenny, didn’t we? He didn’t like the present…

  20. By rachel, February 12, 2008 @ 7:55 am

    Or having to be a commenter among commenters and not the star of the circus.

  21. By Liz, February 12, 2008 @ 11:00 am

    Maybe he found something more interesting than languishing in my archives.

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