Originally, this post was going to be titled “Big Dog Sighs,” because that’s what the big dog behind me keeps doing while I’m struggling to keep myself from falling into a cold medicine- and warm sunshine-induced coma. But then I typed the date the way I normally do (it’s sort of a military date style I picked up from one of my first “real” jobs with the McConnell Technology and Training Center folks–they’re mostly retired Navy there, and aside from making some kickass strong coffee all day long, they’re also very organized) and I realized just how strange it looks. I think because we’ve slipped into a new decade. The dates looked just as strange when we went from the 991231 version to the 000101 version as well. Good thing this only happens once a decade, because it’s seriously messing with my head. Anyway, I started using it in all my filenames and such because it’s a great way for me to keep track of my work by a particular year, month, or day. Since much of my work now corresponds to conference calls on particular dates, it makes finding the correct versions of drafts much easier.
Anyway, back to my original post. The big dog is sleeping on his bed behind me in the kitchen, and every once in a while (between doggy farts that thankfully, I cannot smell right now) he heaves a huge sigh of contentment as he stretches into a new sleep position. And I can’t tell you how much I just want to turn around and curl up beside him. Right now the sun is shining in through the kitchen window directly on the bed, so it is warm and comfortable, and oh-so-tempting. Plus, the cold medicine I took an hour or so ago isn’t helping either. I can’t really complain, though. This is my first cold in a while, and it really isn’t so bad. I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that the cold medicine keeps my sinuses from exploding, because that’s the direction they seemed to be heading earlier this morning.
I’m on my third cup of tea this afternoon (Celestial Seasonings Bengal Spice) and that’s helping the sinuses out as well. I’m kind of kicking myself for not getting more ginger at the market yesterday, but that’s easily remedied this afternoon. I keep seeing recipes for carrot and ginger soup, and I think that might be the ticket for lunch tomorrow.
So far I’m doing pretty well tracking my reading over at GoodReads. Some of the books are a little embarassing (especially New Moon, but I already explained that one, but some of them will end up being pretty good, too. The trick is to keep up the discipline to add them each time I finish. Having the mobile app will help a bunch, because so many times I finish reading books in the car while Eric drives us over the mountains to the beach. And I really appreciate seeing what other people are reading and recommending. So if you’ve got a mind to, you might think about tracking what you read.
OK, break time is over. Time to go back to the mystical hills of West Virginia.
