Entry thirtyeight - 25 February 2000

me so sleepy

I'm feeling a little strung out

 

Three days ago I visited my favourite shopping mall where, laden with the knowledge that I will soon be receiving a salary in excess of anything I’ve ever known, I went on one of my compulsive spending sprees. The fact that I won’t actually receive a pay check for another month or so did not seem to seep into the rational parts of my brain. Now I have looked at my accounts and have discovered that next month’s rent maybe somewhat beyond me. This, along with the scary idea of starting a new job and the ongoing humid weather, is giving me restless, dream full sleeps, a nervous stomach and a slight sense of panic.

OOOh well. It’s a temporary problem at least.

We’ve been busy moving stuff out of the old office, cleaning the apartment, catching up with friends and trying to take it easy before we start work on Monday. Big-P is pretty stoked, after spending a couple of hours with his new work mates yesterday, but I feel like time is slipping away and there is so much I want to be doing before I knuckle down to 10 hour days and recovering weekends.

I got an email the other morning from my lovely friend and old house mate Easy-e – all the way from New York. I guess I’m not a particularly good mate if I didn’t even know she was moving to New York – plus she just dropped this into the email : “I start work at Ms Magazine tomorrow, and I'm pretty amped about it.” – yeegads! Ms Magazine? Last time I spoke to her she was working on a novel, doing a little editing at Looksmart and writing stuff for magazines in her spare time. How much can change in 3 months! I guess the same could be said about me. Can you believe it’s the end of February already? It feels like only yesterday that I was stocking up on Y2k water supplies… thank goodness it’s a leap year – that will slow things down a little.

xx

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