Thursday, October 28, 2004
Last Day of the Full Moon (Blood Moon)
Sunny and cool
The Red Sox won the World Series! Congratulations to them!!!
Getting up at 5:30 AM to get to the early day work call wasn’t so bad. It’s staying up that’s the problem.
Next time at this week, we will know who is slated to be the next president of the United States. I’m worried about the election. There is so much at stake for everyone, especially the real working people who actually make the country work. I’m going to be a basket case next Tuesday, and by the end of it, either be relieved or have to rethink about what I have to do for the next four years of my life in order to survive.
Day work was fine, pretty laid back, as it usually is on a Wednesday morning. Everything gets done, it’s just that the pace isn’t too frantic, which suits me just fine. I picked up two additional days of day work for next week, and a show for the following week, so it should all be good. Three to four shifts a week gives me a good balance between the writing and the theatre.
The commute is getting me down, though. I do not commute well.
Came home and went with my neighbor to buy a new cat carrier for her move on Saturday. I need to get a new one for the twins (the two little cats who aren’t so little anymore), so it was good for me to price it out. But the bulletin board with adoptions always breaks my heart. I want to take them all home. There was even a cage with three little caramel coloured rats in it – and they were cute! However, I have no intention of bringing something into the house that the cats would torture.
I was once chosen by a Sun Conure in a pet shop. He kept saying to me, “Take home! Take home!”
“I can’t, I have cats,” I said.
“Get rid! Get rid!” The bird insisted.
My new downstairs neighbor has taken to sitting on the stairs so she can talk to people as they go in and out. I want to be kind to her – I realize that she’s lonely – but she asks inappropriate questions that are none of her business and gossips in order to have connection with someone, anyone. I’m a very private person and I respect others’ privacy. There’s plenty I don’t put out in casual conversation, and I don’t engage in gossip about other people. I can engage in writerly curiosity without infringing on my neighbors’ privacy. And, since she lives under me, now I feel like she’s keeping track of every step I take through the apartment, every time I come in and out, and I resent it. I’m a quiet neighbor. I’m pleasant, but I there’s plenty I don’t discuss with people who aren’t close friends, and I don’t believe when I go in and out is anyone’s business. I don’t answer to anyone. I never even had a curfew growing up. If I got in too late, I still had to get up and go to school and face my responsibilities the next day. I’m certainly not going to start answering to a stranger now.
I want to be kind and compassionate, but she’s making it difficult.
Got quite a bit of work done on “Giving and Thanks.” I’d like to get it finished soon so that I can get started on the next story for Emerging Women Writers, which is due around Thanksgiving.
Also got an idea for a ghost story (not set in Congress Corners) that I’d like to get down before it vanishes (was that pun intended or not? – I’m not sure).
There was a lunar eclipse last night, which was pretty cool. The way the stars work fascinates me, as long as someone else does the math.
In writers’ group, we’re going to work on our Goals, Dreams, and Resolutions for 2005. This will work in tandem with my business plan, but be separate from it. Hopefully, we can all help each other achieve our goals by working together as well as doing our individual work.
Elsa was still pretty depressed yesterday, although she came out late at night. This morning, she seems more like her old self – in other words, she’s getting into things that she shouldn’t, so hopefully she is starting to get over Felicia’s death. She’s showing an interest in the world again. She was always the most curious and optimistic of the cats, so I hated to see her so unhappy.
The twins are racing through the apartment like a stampede of elephants, chasing each other.
I can’t wait until I have a house so they have more room to run.
Back to The Widow’s Chamber and Cutthroat Charlotte. I have to go into the city this afternoon to visit someone and then pick up my check.
I need to price out papers and some glass and glass paint. I want to make some of the Christmas presents this year, and I also want to design a holiday postcard to send out for business and print it myself, rather than having it done at Kinko’s. I want it to be a nice, simple design, on a good card stock, and I have to figure out how much it will cost – is it cost effective to do it myself, or does it make more sense to do it at Kinko’s?
I’m trying to get the rest of my mother’s birthday present pulled together, too. Too much to do and not enough hours in the day!