Time keeps on slipping into the future
Apr. 28th, 2010 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geovikiAll you peeps on my flist seem to every-so-casually mention trotting off to Trader Joe's. Did you know it causes me grief and woe? I stew in my blatant jealousy! For you see, the nearest Trader Joe's is a good 7 hour drive away (in Santa Fe, New Mexico, to be exact). I know it seems inexplicable that Denver doesn't have one, but alas, it is so. Hell, even my mom in suburban Detroit has one, and isn't that so unfair? When I visit, I have to be re-e-e-ally selective about what I buy or else I'll go over the suitcase weight limit. I usually go for the curry sauce.
There's an Ikea near my Mom's as well. Our nearest Ikea is in Chicago. As A.J. Hall knows (because I assured her of this very truthiness), Chicago is close to Denver, but not so close that I can zip those thousand miles to visit Ikea easily. And again, the only things I can buy while I'm visiting must be small; it's painful. I have quite nice bread-bag clips, for example. Oh, and teeny spatulas.
Spring is finally here. I know this because it's either 70 degrees or snowing, often in the same 24 hours.
Today was my retirement lunch at work. My last official day is Friday. Yeah, it's weird, but I only angst over the change about an hour a week these days. Mr. Geoviki pointed out that if my employer wants to offer me a great retirement benefit at this early an age, I'd be wasting it if I didn't take it. I like the way that man thinks.
Everyone asks me what I'm going to do now.
I do too.
No, not really. But some of the things on my list are kinda mundane (sell some stuff on Ebay), and some I can't discuss with the masses (finish a slash story and edit some yaoi).
But I do plan to post more! (oh, oops, maybe I shouldn't threaten you that way...)
There's an Ikea near my Mom's as well. Our nearest Ikea is in Chicago. As A.J. Hall knows (because I assured her of this very truthiness), Chicago is close to Denver, but not so close that I can zip those thousand miles to visit Ikea easily. And again, the only things I can buy while I'm visiting must be small; it's painful. I have quite nice bread-bag clips, for example. Oh, and teeny spatulas.
Spring is finally here. I know this because it's either 70 degrees or snowing, often in the same 24 hours.
Today was my retirement lunch at work. My last official day is Friday. Yeah, it's weird, but I only angst over the change about an hour a week these days. Mr. Geoviki pointed out that if my employer wants to offer me a great retirement benefit at this early an age, I'd be wasting it if I didn't take it. I like the way that man thinks.
Everyone asks me what I'm going to do now.
I do too.
No, not really. But some of the things on my list are kinda mundane (sell some stuff on Ebay), and some I can't discuss with the masses (finish a slash story and edit some yaoi).
But I do plan to post more! (oh, oops, maybe I shouldn't threaten you that way...)
