This Isn't Decaf

At least, I'm about 80% sure it isn't, if the way my heart is pounding is any indicator.


Today is feeling semi-mediocre so far, as optimistic a statement as that is. There are a number of contributing factors - my older sister had to fly home yesterday after a 10-day visit, I slept in until 10 today (and now have that fuzzy-headed oversleeping-type-feeling), and Mark should be done by around 3pm today, but we have no plans for the evening. We will probably laze pointlessly around the apartment, I will check Facebook five million times, and he'll hang out in the nursery/office, watching YouTube videos. I am not excited about these plans.

Unfortunately, Mark probably is excited about them, since he wasn't super excited about all the running around my sister and I did this past week and a half. Having plans seems to make him tired. Having no plans makes me somewhat depressed, especially since I'm trying to keep myself distracted so that I don't let myself feel too lonely.

Whenever someone visits, I get a pretty strong upsurge of that I-just-want-to-be-done-with-this-Navy-thing-and-go-home feeling. This time was no different. And the fact that it is a writing month (BLOGATHON HO!) doesn't do much to help. It just makes me miss Elise.

I could try and plan something with the small number of friends I have out here, but I doubt anything would come of the attempt: Vanessa and Dave are busy with their brand-new baby, Ashley and Chan have family visiting, and I'm pretty sure Kate will be working.


God, listen to me moping.

Sorry.

Moving on...


This whole Blogathon thing has had me rereading my past blog entries (most of which, I admit, are whiny and mopey) and thinking about doing some actual writing. It's been a little while since I actually attempted to do any of that, and I think it's high time I tried.

Wow. That sentence had no conviction.

Let me try that again:

I AM GOING TO DO SOME WRITING.


There we go.

And you know what? Instead of saying, I'll try to attempt to maybe start working on that at some point soon, I am going to go and do some writing RIGHT NOW.

In fact, I SOLEMNLY SWEAR I will have some writing to post on this blog by tomorrow. It may not be much, and it may not be awesome, but it will be something.


There we go. Now I have plans for the evening.