Phoning & Busy-ness.

I need to call some people. I've been out of phone-touch. These people are:

* A client re: work Mon/Tues
* Estry (she needs soup)
* Mom
* Mark re: fishtank (!!!)
* Dawn re: work Wednesday

I'm mostly writing this list so I remember it, cause it's 7:30 am on a Sunday and that's not a time I can call-- although 7:30 weekend mornings are the only time I have to call people, lately. Hmph.

I need to do some things like price fishtanks (a small hospital tank, a replacement for the big tank) and buckets, etc, for the fishtank. I need to see if the stand comes with it.

I need to make sure Chris... eh, I want to make sure Chris is taking care of himself and all tucked somewhere warm with something hot to drink.

I need to come back home here for Thanksgiving dinner.

I need to rearrange my room to accomodate the fishtank-- dresser needs to go in the closet, which means I need to unpack a box or two, and possibly get some shelves up. Then I need to get the bed wherever Troy and Nina want it.

Need is such an interesting word, isn't it?

I need to select clothing to wear to Chris' mom's tomorrow.

I want to read a little more 'Brave New World' cause... well, I haven't read it yet, and now there's a copy in my posession.

I want to test the little betta tank that Juggler and I made last night (so much fun! The solvent thingy behaves in cool ways) to be sure it doesn't leak.

I want to frequent many fish stores.

I want warm feet.

I want to stop waking up so early, so I can enjoy the snuggling-up morning phase of being with people, but that's just not happening. I'm all bouncy and full of energy right now. I want to move furniture, but it's been pointed out that my bedroom is right above Troy and Nina's. Oops.

It looks like a good morning to go running, actually...

Two Things

1) I have vanquished the garbage bags from my room. All the clothing/sheets/etc is hanging up or put away in my search for clothing to wear tomorrow.

2) I am a repository for people's need.

That's all. :)

Social Situations

I'm quiet in social situations. People'd got used to that, I think, but now there's a new set to get used to it. Tonight, for instance, was the Thanksgiving dinner (is the Thanksgiving dinner) here at home. There are twelve people here. I enjoy this sort of situation specifically, where I wander through and eat and bask in the reflected glow of conversation until I start to shine very gently, then I wander off to do laundry and such in preparation for hitching a ride in to sleep with Chris.

It surprised him (he's not here tonight) that I'm this way. He's not.

Life is a strange journey. Caramel doesn't like turkey; I gave the rats a bit of thanksgiving dinner and he turned up his nose. Silly Caramel. I'll have to grab some greens for him instead. He was really sociable tonight. I need to try and coerce Chris into spending time here sometimes so they can get visited more.

I'm sleepy and comfortable. I'll be less so tomorrow, where I can't slink off to my room when I need. Oh, well.

Hope your weekend's going well. T'care.