ValDay was spent cleaning the Condo.

Yes, I clean every day and I love every minute of it.

But I digress...

I approached it like interval training--20 minutes for every leg of the cleaning.

20 min. for the kitchen, topsides.
20 min. for the den.
20 min. for dusting the topsides.
20 min. for the floors (vaccuming and mopping)
20 min. for the random decluttering.
20 min. for the laundry folding and putting away.

Two hours of solid cleaning and it was well spent!

THen DarlingQ came over, we went marketing, and he cooked me dinner: chicken with peaches and scallions, marinated in Dijon mustard and honey, served over wild rice. I cooked a side dish of asparagus tips and baked mini-chocolate cheesecake cupcakes for desert.

It was lovely and nice. Cuddling on the couch while watching movies was the night-ender.

Monday...no school for me! Spent the day running errands, visiting the Mom and helping at her house, and working on a gift for a special friend who is in a special way!! :)

Tuesday, though, made my day. As I was in my office conversing with 4 6th-graders on their projects, a front office student assistant comes to my office door, bearing a long, rectangular box, and says the words that were lovely to hear:

"Ms. Hayes, you got flowers!"

I, honestly, thought for a minute he was mistaken.

But he wasn't.

DarlingQ sent me a dozen roses with an accompanying note that was, just, darling.

The man is wonderful.

:)

Valentine's Day looms ahead.

Never celebrated with someone before.

What would be a good gift? And don't say lingerie! :P

Original Plans: Complete Internship Project #3; make more sight words for my class; begin Internship Project #1.

Reaction now to Original Plans: BWA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

New Plans: Watching Friday the 13th: 2009 edition; hanging out with my favorite boys; finding more pictures of childhood scan for Facebook.

Happy Easter to all.

I am beyond my stupid ego and silly feelings in inadequacy.

It's better to let things happen and focus on what's going on than what's not going on.

After this past 3-day weekend, I was thinking when the next 3-day weekend is, and realized it is Labor Day Weekend--September 4, 5, & 6, specifically.

Labor Day is my deadline. If I do not have a full-time job in my possession on this day, I'm throwing in the towel.

In either way, jobfull or jobless, I intend to have a good Labor Day Weekend. I have been thinking on where I could go, what I could do, and I have the following ideas:

1. Go to Gatlinburg for the weekend
2. Go to Charleston for the weekend.
3. Go to DC for the weekend and tour around the nation's capital on my own.
4. Find someone with a boat and convince them to take me boating for three days.

Actually, #4 is iffy, but 1-3 seem do-able.

Confession: Labor Day this year is also my birthday, and I don't want to spend it by myself in Greenville. I think getting away for the weekend would be the best thing for me.

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Ugh. Pay no attention to me. I'm just feeling sorry for myself again. Blech. Ugh. No one likes a whiner, Hayes. But Misery loves company! If you're miserable, come sit next to me!

**insight**..that's why many people can't stand to see someone else in a good mood. "What's up with you?" "Why are you so happy?" "Why are you in such a good mood?" It's so much easier to be pissed off and mopey than to be smiling.

Lloyd: Get in a good mood. Why can't you be in a good mood? How hard is it to decide to be in a good mood and be in a good mood once in a while?

Constance(snarky): Gee....it's easy.

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I used to be teased about my expression b/c my full lips always made me seem to be pouting. I had to "train" my mouth to give off a little half-smile so I didn't appear angry or sad 24/7. Now I know why I had to do that...because people that have no general facial expression save for sour brings down everyone around them, sooner or later.

It's important to try to shield yourselves from this negative energy. It may not be intentional, it may not even be conscious, but the emotional wave is still given off, and those that receive it, have to combat it.

I am trying very hard not to become 100% negative. I am doing things that make me happy, and am trying to seek out people that have the energy, positive energy, that I like to have in my life. People with this kind of power, and that freely give it, are treasures. JT and MQ are two such people. I always feel "recharged" after speaking to them and spending time with them. I have found one or two people like that up here; others I derive soley from reading/writing to you all.

If/When I have a job, I feel a lot of other pieces in my life will fall into place. They may be haphazard and bit hard to fit, but they'll be easier to see one complete picture.
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And to a friend who's doing things on their own: Independent creatures, are we not? I know you'll be able to do whatever you put your mind to.

Where am I? Why am I sitting behind this desk? Why am I staring at this monitor, with a big flashing light on that telephone to my left, flashing insistently that I have "MESSAGES".

Oh crap....I'm at work...

St. Patrick's Day should ALWAYS be on a Friday...Screw the calendar. March 17th should ALWAYS be on a FRIDAY.

YAWN.

High points of the evening:
--shamrock tattoos that attract mucho attention
--phone call from zeldappa about future fun!
--Officer Eric
--Irish Sean
--Good, good Woodchuck
--the heavy metal band lead singer that retrieved Bets's shoe from downstairs
--Stumbelina, the drunken Notre Dame fan. Apparently, we're in love and our children will go to Notre Dame. However, I think his wife would have a problem with that....
--my complete loss of cool in front of a group of guys, who applauded and deemed it "adorable"
--my ballsy initiative in getting what I want...

Aye, 'twas a grand night...

At that late hour, I have several friends entries to read, but prefer to save them for tomorrow morning.

I have been partying, St. Pat's style. I have been partying UnlikeHayes!style. And I must say...the results are very, very fun so far.

Phone numbers given out/collected. Fun, single interesting males to talk to. Some with an "authoratative" air.

ROFLMAO. Life is good, ya'll. March 17, 2004 has been one of the best days of my life. If you have been here with me at some time of the day, good for you! If you hadn't, you wish you had been!

ROFL.

Good night my lovlies!