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Jan. 15th, 2015 08:22 pmSo, my brain is doing the thing again where it's trying to go off in twenty directions at once. This is not good for my focus on anything. It's actually not even my fault this time, it's work's fault, in the sense that I had three things to do already and then the phone kept ringing, and it was never something as simple as "do you have this in stock" and only half the time as simple as "I'd like to place an order." I had three phone calls that I had to follow up with one of the aunts about, with loom and spinning wheel parts and ETAs and so on. Argh.
On the other hand I was or, well, tried to be good and virtuous. I got things all set up to do the IRA thing, I transferred enough money out of my savings that I could recoup it in a year and pay for my upcoming dentist and doctor stuff. And then I tried to do the IRA thing online and it wouldn't let me because I hadn't put in my name. That it didn't provide me a field for. I can't fill out your forms if you won't provide all the fields to populate, you guys! So, fine, I will call the fuckers again tomorrow morning and deal with that. I are virtuous courtesan watch me be virtuous. Besides, investment accounts get a lot less boring if you think of yourself as a courtesan going to an old style bank with all the hardwood and brass and handing over a packet of notes and saying "Yes, for my accounts, please." Or something elegant like that. Instead of checking balances online. Shut up, I have silly notions sometimes.
Oof. I need to straighten out and get things done one after the other, as happens when my brain tries to go into twenty directions at once, but at least I'm getting to the point where things happening one after the other should happen reasonably quickly.
But on the other hand, I have managed to get words done, I have managed to get Arabic done, I even managed to get most of my work things done and out when they needed to be. I even even managed to finally buy a scroll for the mezuzah that's only been sitting by the door for maybe most of two years? Waiting for a scroll so I could put it up in the proper doorway. (Now I just need to decide if I'm Jewish enough to put it at the kitchen, utility room, AND back doors or if that feels like cheating when I don't even go to any synagogue. Heh. No, probably not.) So, that's some accomplishments done today. I could put that on my house tasks, too. 'Put up the freaking mezuzah already.' How very Jewish.
Why am I abruptly getting Jewish in my old age? How the hell should I know?
On the other hand I was or, well, tried to be good and virtuous. I got things all set up to do the IRA thing, I transferred enough money out of my savings that I could recoup it in a year and pay for my upcoming dentist and doctor stuff. And then I tried to do the IRA thing online and it wouldn't let me because I hadn't put in my name. That it didn't provide me a field for. I can't fill out your forms if you won't provide all the fields to populate, you guys! So, fine, I will call the fuckers again tomorrow morning and deal with that. I are virtuous courtesan watch me be virtuous. Besides, investment accounts get a lot less boring if you think of yourself as a courtesan going to an old style bank with all the hardwood and brass and handing over a packet of notes and saying "Yes, for my accounts, please." Or something elegant like that. Instead of checking balances online. Shut up, I have silly notions sometimes.
Oof. I need to straighten out and get things done one after the other, as happens when my brain tries to go into twenty directions at once, but at least I'm getting to the point where things happening one after the other should happen reasonably quickly.
But on the other hand, I have managed to get words done, I have managed to get Arabic done, I even managed to get most of my work things done and out when they needed to be. I even even managed to finally buy a scroll for the mezuzah that's only been sitting by the door for maybe most of two years? Waiting for a scroll so I could put it up in the proper doorway. (Now I just need to decide if I'm Jewish enough to put it at the kitchen, utility room, AND back doors or if that feels like cheating when I don't even go to any synagogue. Heh. No, probably not.) So, that's some accomplishments done today. I could put that on my house tasks, too. 'Put up the freaking mezuzah already.' How very Jewish.
Why am I abruptly getting Jewish in my old age? How the hell should I know?