Change of Plans

So, it turns out that I was mistaken.  I will be around today.  

I don't really do well with plan changes.  I spent yesterday getting stuff done so I wouldn't have to worry about it while I was busy today and now I'm at loose ends.  I guess I could make more zucchini bread.  Or cookies.  I could tackle some of the long-range to-dos I have.  I could read a book.

But changing gears is hard.  The older I get, the less able I am to shift quickly.  

:shrug:

It's no big deal, really.  Things happen.  I'm just wondering when my gears got so hard to change.  I used to be able to roll with stuff.  Now?  I don't appreciate change.  Don't want it in my life.  I'd like everything to proceed as it has always proceeded without hitches.  Change causes hitches.  Change puts bumps in my otherwise smooth road.  Blerg.

Okay, I'm off to do something.  Have a great day and a great weekend.  There probably won't be a post tomorrow, since I haven't read any books this week, so I'll see ya Sunday.

Thursday This n That

Well, Blogger has finally forced me to use their new thingie.  What a pain in the ass.  Nothing is how I'm used to it being.  Woohoo.  So worth all the time and money they put into it.  Not.  Change for the sole sake of change is never a good idea.  If it ain't broke, don't fix it.  Or in this case, if it ain't broke, don't break it so you can claim to have fixed it.  (I'm looking at you, too, Facebook.)

I've been using Blogger in its original format for 14 freakin' years.  Previously, you needed to put in spaces between paragraphs and now you don't, so I'm sitting here hitting my ENTER and then having to go back and delete the now extra space.  GAH.  Yeah, in the scheme of things, it's not that big a deal, but right now, any change is compounded to be extra irritating.  

Anyway...

I made lemon squares yesterday.  So full of lemony goodness.  I'll post the recipe Sunday maybe.  

Last night, I heard from Owl.  She's fine up there - school's going well, she's got herself a job.  Right after I got off the phone with her, I read a news story about a police shooting and standoff in Michigan and when I went to see where the particular township in question was - cuz that's what I do - it was, oh... about a mile from her campus.  Back amongst the nutcases, she is.  Blerg. 

Don't get me started on people shooting police officers.  Seriously.  Don't.

I've been having trouble getting to sleep lately.  Oh, once I'm asleep, I seem to do fine, but actually getting there is a pain in the ass.  My stupid brain just won't shut the hell up.  As such, I've been sleeping in lately, which throws my whole morning off.  Thus, it's after 7 and I'm just now getting my post for today written.

Day before yesterday, I went fishing for the first time in about two months.  It was nice to be out at the lake again, even if I only caught one little pumpkinseed.  

Okay, enough of this.  Blogger has managed to make blogging an unpleasant chore this morning.  Like blogging wasn't already in the throes of dying anyway, they had to squirt oil all over the ramp into the grave.

What's up with you?

One additional note.  Guess what happens when you click the PUBLISH button?  A message flashes up that you are about to publish your post and asks if that's what you want to do.  Well, I wouldn't have clicked the damn PUBLISH button if I didn't want to post it, you raging twitweasels.  And they don't have a freakin' edit button anymore... I hate you, Blogger.  Seriously.