Monday, April 18, 2005

Monday

Today I’m in the mood to ramble.

First, I’m feeling creepy on account of a nightmare that woke me around two this morning. I dreamt that miniature yellow dirigibles were zipping around L.A.’s skies dispensing a lethal spray of doom that I could smell and feel as it invaded my lungs. Charming, huh? Then I watched as American jets tried unsuccessfully to shoot down the bad guys. (Hmm…must have something to do with a defense project we’re bidding…oh, shh…not supposed to talk about that.)

Second, my desk—no, make that my whole office—is a disaster area. Come to think of it, my entire life is a disaster area. Sure, I can see the bottom of my closet now (note Saturday’s post) but guess what? Remember all that laundry I created? Most of it is still sitting in heaps all over the bedroom. I suck.

But if you really wanna be disgusted, check out my garage. Ever since the remodeling project of three years ago…well, I just don’t know what to do with the leftover tile, carpeting, and paint. Plus, my contractor-guy stuffed my recycling bin with cement bags which, I’m pretty sure, are not biodegradable. Meanwhile, since I can’t bring myself to put cardboard boxes in the regular trash, I’ve accumulated this veritable garden of packaging. I need a dumpster and I need it now. On second thought, isn’t garage cleaning a man’s job? Maybe I need a man. And, while he’s at it, could he pull some weeds on the back patio?

Yes, I’m feeling a bit out of control. I read once that organization is all about having the proper container. Like if you’re always misplacing your car keys, keep a basket on the kitchen counter (ha—I’ve got that beat—I leave them in the car). Note to self: Buy new dresser and clothes hamper.

Ever hear of an optical migraine? As I type this, I’m looking through blurred vision—sort of like a small paisley heat wave that starts off as a tiny spec and over the next twenty minutes will expand to fill my complete field of vision. Then it’ll reverse the process and go away.

Shoot. I haven’t even gotten to what was gonna be my favorite topic today—the start of another diet/exercise commitment. But, if I continue trying to see during the next twenty minutes, I’ll end up with a whopping headache. So instead, I’m off to close my eyes for awhile.

Damn. Nightmares to migraines. An auspicious start to the day, for sure.


5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Reminiscent of the scripts on
"Sex And The City"

Erin said...

Hi Randy. I 'lurk' on your blog sometimes and I had to laugh at your clutter problem. It sounds like me! Try flylady.net for some tips on getting your house together. It takes time, but it works!

I feel you on the head-pain-in-the-ass. I have been fighting a full-blown migraine all day. Yuck.

Erin

Randy said...

Ohmigosh, there's a website designed just for me! Thanks for coming out of lurkdom to share, Erin. I had to laugh when Flylady mentioned that a dishwasher is nothing more than diry dish disposal (I think that's how she put it). That's exactly what I use mine for! Storage! Not sure I even own dishwasher liquid. Dish WASHING liquid, yes--for hand washing. But, I confess. I have a cleaning guy (yes, GUY!) every other week who washes whatever dishes I haven't re-used in the interim. Ooh, is this TMI? And, isn't my current state of slovenliness (sp?) even more reprehensible now that I've let on I have a house cleaner?

John said...

If you were looking for verification, you are truely pathetic. Bet even Brooke is awed.

I have vision migraines, which tend to whirl in circles with a little biddy spot in the middle to see out of. Excetrin Migraine takes out the pain and the whirles, but not the pressure. However, I can work and wrie. Nothing else works at all.

Brooke said...

Hey, Randy!!!! I think we may have been maligned here! What's up with that??!!!!

One thing, I can thankfully say, is that I have never had a migraine. May have something to do with the fact that I had a terrible brain concussion when I was in the second grade (in a coma for a bit and then out of it for about four weeks...) so I had terrible headaches as a child...Guess I got them out of my system for the most part...