People These Days

It's been a very trying couple of days, several have which have had police involvement.

This morning I went out to my car to go to a friend's going away brunch. I got in the drivers side, started the car, and noticed that my passengers side window was down. It's been raining for 2 days and I rarely put that window down anyway so I was confused to say the least. Then I looked around the rest of my car. The glove box was open, the compartment in the middle of my seats was open and my work laptop was gone. My car had been broken into.

It is strange really. My car is not one I would ever think to break in to. No matter how much I love it, it's a piece of crap. And there is never anything worth stealing in it, nothing that I own anyway. Yet this is the 2nd time in 6 months someone has tried.

I used to never lock my car. I still rarely lock it, but know better in certain places. Columbia Heights, DC being one of them. That is where I was last night when it was broken into. The perpetrator forced my passenger side window down and went through everything. Last time nothing was taken, this time I am grateful that what was taken wasn't technically mine.

On my drive to the brunch all I could think was "how is this person even going to benefit from stealing the laptop?" It is password protected with all the best security on it because of the nature of my job. The only way anyone could make money off of this crime would be to sell its parts. That seems like a lot of work to me.

I hope that this next week is less eventful. Or at the very least eventful in a different way.

Procrastination

You thought it ended after graduation didn't you? Turns out it doesn't. I used to bake as a procrastination method. Below is a list of things I need to do but instead have been watching Dollhouse:

1. Laundry
2. Reading David Sedaris
3. Vacuuming my room
4. Finding the vacuum
5. Cleaning the bathroom
6. Buy toilet paper (don't worry, I'm not completely out yet)
7. Making lunches for work
8. Throwing out useless items like a welcome letter from the George Washington University Hospital. (I'm not sure what they are welcoming me to, I don't work/study/go there.)
9. Cleaning my car, inside and out. There's sap on the windshield and I'm afraid of the backseat. I found Apples to Apples in the trunk though!

Is there anything you are currently procrastinating?

Is The World Ending?

Unfortunately I have stopped reading newspapers as often as I should. When faced with the decision to check my Facebook before bed or read a headline, I always tend to choose the Book. Last night I opened the New York Times on my computer just to make sure I wasn't living under a rock this week and the headlines scared me out of my mind.

"Dow Drops 800 Points"

"Riots Break Out in London for 3rd Night in a Row"

"Wave of Worry Threatens to Build on Itself"

"Tumult in Global Markets"

These are not headlines I was expecting to see. They are headlines of a world that is about to end. Half look like they are from the Great Depression, and I thought we had already accepted that the economy sucked. Half are telling me that civilized cities are being burnt to the ground. Maybe I've been reading too much dystopian literature lately, but all these things point to the end in my head.

While it is important to know what is happening in the world around you, I have realized why I decided on Facebook and The Frisky instead. I have enough stress in my life, I want to read about pointless happy things when I get home. Which also reminds me of the Gilmore Girls episode where Lorelei expresses her desire for a newspaper that reports happy things like puppies being born and new ice cream flavors being discovered. She was on to something.

Day Trips: Annapolis

I have been getting something like cabin fever again in DC. After being here a while I just really need to get out. And it's not for lack of fun things to do, DC has so many I don't think I could ever do them all. It's a change of scenery kind of thing. After driving down the same roads to go to the same job and eating at the same places you just need to spice it up.

So this weekend a friend and I took a day trip to Annapolis. It is where the Naval Academy is located, as well as some very pretty places to walk around and eat by the docks. We also found a place called the "Red Red Wine Bar." They didn't serve enough food to eat lunch there but it is now on my list of places to get drunk. If you haven't noticed, wine is my favorite.

Getting away from where you are all week can be so calming. Just driving farther from the city cleared my head. And being with Wifey with Brit Brit blasting helped too. And, in 2 weeks, we will be all the way in Chincoteague. There will be pictures for that one.

Dancing

If you are feeling sad that it's Monday tomorrow.... watch this. I promise it will put a smile on your face.

Patching Things Up

Today while doing my Sunday grocery shopping, I found myself in the health food section of Wegmans. Wegmans is the most amazing grocery store out there for all of our non- Western, NY readers. I started looking at the different kinds of aromatherapy oils and lotions they offered, then I saw these nifty little aromatherapy patches for only two dollars.

I took a de-stress patch home with me and I have it on as I type right now. I have to say, it's definitely has worked a little bit. Do I feel like all of my life stresses have been solved? Definitely not. However, I do find the scent to be very calming and I'm in a better frame of mind than I usually am on Sunday evenings.

Here's the website for the brand I use. I definitely recommend checking them out. I'm thinking about trying out their "focus" patch next.

Wrong Side of the Bed

When I was a kid and being grumpy my mother would always ask me sarcastically if I had "woken up on the wrong side of the bed." I never really understood what she meant. I just grunted at her.

This morning I woke up in a bad mood. And this phrase is the first thing I could think of. There is no real reason I should be in a bad mood. I cannot remember having an anger inducing dream, that would explain it. I hope my mood improves as the day goes on, but until then I feel like the fluffball below.