September 13, 1999

Yellow Submarine came into the store today, yay! It's one of my all-time favorite movies, so i was glad to see it re-released. As a whole, this day was pretty much below average. I had a ton of stuff to do; errands to run, household chore-type shit to do, plus watching Liam, who is fast gaining the ability to get where he wants to go without assistance.

After getting all my errands done, I came home and realized I had to leave within the hour to pick up Rob at work, so I decided I would save the kitchen cleanup and the laundry for when we got home. While I do the dishes every night (when I'm not working, anyway), I do tend to procrastinate about the laundry. I hate doing laundry. I always have.

I guess I resent doing laundry because my mother always made me do it against my will. It was like, when I was old enough to not be a baby anymore, I became the chore-girl around the house. I always felt as though I should keep after my own stuff, not everyone else's. But, I continued to do it right up until the last time I left their house. I always had to get it all done before my folks would get home from work, or risk getting grounded for the night.

so I'm guessing that my reasoning for being Miss-Ultra procrastinator now stems from that. I don't have to worry about having my personal freedom taken from me if I let things slide for a few days. But it turns out that it really bothers Rob. We ended up arguing about it, which is silly. I never should have gotten mad, but I have that reflex that when someone is mad at me, or getting on my case to do something, I get defensive and pissy. Luckily, Rob is a calm sort and can  get me to the point where I can admit I'm wrong and wonder why the hell I'm mad in the first place, without a lot of back-and-forth bickering.

I guess that the need in me to rebell is greater in me than the need to not procrastinate. I definately need to get over that. I've become rediculously lazy with my (somewhat) newfound freedom from my parents. I'm going to make a conscious effort from now on to be less of a procrastinator. There. It's in writing. i gotta do it, now.

  September 14, 1999

a storm's a'comin'! And I'm jealous!

For those of you who have been keeping up so far, you're at least semi-familiar with my online buddy, Bill. Well, Bill lives in Orlando (I don't envy him that. I lived in Tampa for two years, and I *know* the tourist population isn't nearly as bad there!) and the entire state of Florida is getting hit by Floyd, that nasty sadistic hurricane! I'm a little jealous. Yeah, sure, when Florida gets hit by hurricanes, it usually equals big damage, deaths, insurance companies going insane and broke. But I love storms, especially big, exciting ones. He even got to leave work early today! That's a big plus an anyone's book, I'm sure. While in a lot of ways I wish I could be in the area to experience it, I know it's a really dangerous situation, and I hope that Bill, and several of my other friends in Florida make it through with little or no damage done to themselves or their homes. (Those of you that I'm speaking of, for god's sake, contact me so I know you're okay. I really don't want to spend all week worrying about if y'all are dead, alive, or homeless!)