Reflections of an anxious mind

'I'm looking for a stud finder.' The six words most girls in my area code(s) are thinking, consciously or not.

Today, I uttered these words. To a stranger in a store, no less. You see, on Monday of this week, a most generous couple gifted Melanie and me with a good many wall hangings. Nice wall hangings. Expensive wall hangings. We now have no bare walls (photos to follow). In fact, our wall decor will probably necessitate an increase in our renter's insurance coverage. Nevertheless, our apartment is now class-y. No matter that it took us 10 minutes, two scuffed shoes, a few crushed fingers and some sore muscles to maneuver the 3"5' by 6"5' gilded-frame mirror into place in the living room. It was SO worth it.

Melanie's family will be impressed. I even cleaned my bathroom! Welcome, Sarah.

So this afternoon, I found myself wandering the aisles of Orchard Hardware Supply (OSH to the locals) asking complete strangers about stud finders. I got a purple one! Stinking thing requires a 9-volt. WHO even buys those any more? Get with the program, garage door opener manufacturers! Melanie and I spent the evening making our place presentable. You are all officially invited now that our walls are suitably covered.

This morning I awakened at 1.50 thinking about work. Thinking about particular projects at work. For the love of Pete, I manage transcription accounts. It's not brain surgery. Maybe I should take a vacation.

Today I gave advice on how to haggle for a used car. My cat talks to me, but what is she really trying to say? I paid $35 just to retrieve my down comforter from the cleaners. I guess I should have asked for a price in advance. POM peach tea is my new favorite drink! The chicken salad went over pretty well at the picnic last weekend, though it lacked the secret ingredient. A guy sitting two down from me was overheard telling his girlfriend how good the 'tuna salad' was. Oh well. Following in the electronic footsteps of my TV, my DVD/VCR is misbehaving...unwilling to open the DVD door and then saying the DVD is unreadable.

I think throughout the day that certain tidbits would be great to put on my blog. I guess I should write them down because most of them elude me right now. But it's late and I never did my best work past 10.