of course i’m taking myself far too seriously but when you can’t drink before noon the frustration is tangible
Posted by 302 on Nov 11, 2009 in martini martini |
This weather is a curve ball. I accidently dropped a teaspoon which means a surprise is on the way and my nose itched, so that’s either money or a fight with some one I think the latter. This weather is a big looping curve ball and the backdrop against which it is all set to unfold for the moment.
I was born in winter, I love the rain but in my favourite month of the year this is the last thing that I expect, I nostalgically remember November as my jeans and t-shirt month of the year when you can enjoy the best of both worlds, a pending summer and an inevitable holiday season except that both are in their infancy and that generally allows you to leisurely take it all in. November was also the start of a three month holiday for me when I was at university and those memories don’t fade, not when I now get 22 days leave a year.
This November has none of those things and I feel cheated.
My routine is also broken and that doesn’t help either, I have said this repeatedly that just like a child, I like my routine, it takes a long time to establish and can almost instantaneously be erased.
Then I need to make a few decisions, I think one is already made, decisions are always ominous and absolute in my mind, you’d have thought that as you get older, you just go with the flow and never decide on anything because you are only really in one moment at a time and that requires all of your attention, I try to be like that but I do like certain ground rules, parameters, which are restricting but offer me comfort in my confines which then allows for things to simmer and reach a natural conclusion.
I can’t explain this process to people just that generally when I do decide on things which I don’t do that often then my lifestyle remains fixed around those decisions for however long it feels sensible. I’m quite fixed in that way.
And as Morrissey said November has spawned a monster.
Then in a week’s time I’m out of here for a bit as well and no matter how closely I look at the calendar, it’s nothing more than a quick in-and-out trip two weeks in the US, from DC to NY and then back to DC. I would have liked to gone to the West Coast but there isn’t time and I don’t have the inclination to squish it all in, although a couple of days in San Francisco would have been good.
The thing with travelling is that before you go there is a lot of crap than needs to get done and this just saps all of your energy, in fact it’s a relief to finally get on that plane. I’m feeling all of that this week and my mood has been fluctuating from office coy to silent uncouth to resignation in the traffic.
As per usual it will all resolve itself but for now it’s tangibly frustrating – sound that damn noon gun and let the good news begin.
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