Me: I feel good! Weeee! We got up early! We did it!
I: Did a much earlier morning walk too to get the blood going.
Me: Getting going on all our projects and doing well.
I: Studying our Japanese. Studying for school. Writing hobbies. Reading goals getting accomplished. Upkeeping the suite.
Me: We are on a roll!!!
I: Yeah us!!!
Myself: (slurps tea). Can't wait for tomorrow where this won't happen again... or at least it will take another month for us to do it again. Thinking we are going to be doing it everyday, and then fall back again.
Me/I: (glare)
Myself: Bet ya guys $20 that is exactly what will happen.
Me/I: (yelling) YOU'RE ON!!!!
Myself: Gonna be an easy $20. Peeps always start off with good intentions on a Monday. Mwah haha!
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
Monday, July 17, 2017
Deciding or Fighting for Who Is In Charge?
Some days....
I: I am worried about you being in charge this long... I think we need to swap.
Myself: Me already doesn't want the job!
Me: MMMM! Potato wedges and jumping on the bed!!!!! Weee!!!!
I: What??? No! What made you think I meant her?
Myself: It was an assumption... Anyway, what are you complaining about?
I: Anger levels. Scary ambitions. List of conquering fears. Touching things you shouldn't be touching.
Myself: Ohhhhh thaaaaat!
I: Crossing lines...
Myself: I haven't near crossed enough lines or said enough of what I have wanted to say, dahling ;)
Me: *climbs on I's back* *whispers* Nothing to fear but fear itself.
I: *glares*
Me: Awww! She's cute when she's mad.
Myself: Right? Haha!
I: I am worried about you being in charge this long... I think we need to swap.
Myself: Me already doesn't want the job!
Me: MMMM! Potato wedges and jumping on the bed!!!!! Weee!!!!
I: What??? No! What made you think I meant her?
Myself: It was an assumption... Anyway, what are you complaining about?
I: Anger levels. Scary ambitions. List of conquering fears. Touching things you shouldn't be touching.
Myself: Ohhhhh thaaaaat!
I: Crossing lines...
Myself: I haven't near crossed enough lines or said enough of what I have wanted to say, dahling ;)
Me: *climbs on I's back* *whispers* Nothing to fear but fear itself.
I: *glares*
Me: Awww! She's cute when she's mad.
Myself: Right? Haha!
Friday, July 14, 2017
Don't Leave Electronics Around...
Me: Oh look she left it on (taps the computer screen) do you think anyone can see us?
Myself: (scoffs) NO weirdo! Not unless you use the camera!
Me: Oooo! Where's the camera?
Myself: Not telling you if you don't know.
Me: Do you think anyone is reading this?
Myself: Not likely! Who would want to read about us anyway?
Me: Me!
Myself: Oh no, of course you would.
Me: "Dear Diary, what a hot day outside..."
Myself: Weirdo! It's not like a journal. Why are you touching that? What's wrong with you? She's gonna kill us, and blame Myself.
Me: "... in the hotness of summer, praying for true love, good food, time with friends, ice cold baths..."
Myself: Please stop! Can't stand the thought of you reading it out loud let alone writing crap.
(Later)
I: What the...?
Myself: (scoffs) NO weirdo! Not unless you use the camera!
Me: Oooo! Where's the camera?
Myself: Not telling you if you don't know.
Me: Do you think anyone is reading this?
Myself: Not likely! Who would want to read about us anyway?
Me: Me!
Myself: Oh no, of course you would.
Me: "Dear Diary, what a hot day outside..."
Myself: Weirdo! It's not like a journal. Why are you touching that? What's wrong with you? She's gonna kill us, and blame Myself.
Me: "... in the hotness of summer, praying for true love, good food, time with friends, ice cold baths..."
Myself: Please stop! Can't stand the thought of you reading it out loud let alone writing crap.
(Later)
I: What the...?
Tuesday, July 11, 2017
Dishes Showdown... Kind Of
Me: What is she doing?
Myself: Nuh uh! Don't say anything!
Me: But ....
Myself: It's the dishes, Myself will do the talking.
I: (glaring at the dishes)
Myself: How's it going partner?
I: (continues glaring at the dishes) Quiet! I am winning!
Myself: Hmmm! They don't get any cleaner like that.
I: Shush! It's the principle that counts in this fight! I will win.
Myself: Sure you will.
I: What did you say?
Myself: Nothing! Good luck with all that!
Me: It doesn't make sense. How will they get cleaned and put away with her just standing there doing that?
Myself: A mystery for the ages perhaps.
Myself: Nuh uh! Don't say anything!
Me: But ....
Myself: It's the dishes, Myself will do the talking.
I: (glaring at the dishes)
Myself: How's it going partner?
I: (continues glaring at the dishes) Quiet! I am winning!
Myself: Hmmm! They don't get any cleaner like that.
I: Shush! It's the principle that counts in this fight! I will win.
Myself: Sure you will.
I: What did you say?
Myself: Nothing! Good luck with all that!
Me: It doesn't make sense. How will they get cleaned and put away with her just standing there doing that?
Myself: A mystery for the ages perhaps.
Friday, July 7, 2017
Conquer the Day
Me: Happy Friday!
I: Oooo rah! Time to get things done. Back to work. Back to the grind of life. Vacation is done, school starts in a couple of months. Time to DO THIS!!!
Me: YEA!!! WE'RE GONNA ROCK THIS!!
Myself: Oh look, 22 things to get done on the list this week and we did like 2 of them. Yeah, yeah, good job. We suck! This is the suckiest week for "accomplishing" anything.... just saying.
Me: We must ignore her. We will do this.
I: Including getting the last 20 things done.
Myself: Ooo look and the weather will be 30+ degrees the next few days. Huh! Heat not our friend, but yeah, go conquer the day you two.
Me: WAAAAAH! Why is she ruining our thunder.
Myself: What she (points at Myself) is here for. Mwah haha! Okay, feeling better now.
I: Is this because we got up at 5:30 a.m.?
Myself: Oh look, you idiots do catch on.. eventually!
I: Oooo rah! Time to get things done. Back to work. Back to the grind of life. Vacation is done, school starts in a couple of months. Time to DO THIS!!!
Me: YEA!!! WE'RE GONNA ROCK THIS!!
Myself: Oh look, 22 things to get done on the list this week and we did like 2 of them. Yeah, yeah, good job. We suck! This is the suckiest week for "accomplishing" anything.... just saying.
Me: We must ignore her. We will do this.
I: Including getting the last 20 things done.
Myself: Ooo look and the weather will be 30+ degrees the next few days. Huh! Heat not our friend, but yeah, go conquer the day you two.
Me: WAAAAAH! Why is she ruining our thunder.
Myself: What she (points at Myself) is here for. Mwah haha! Okay, feeling better now.
I: Is this because we got up at 5:30 a.m.?
Myself: Oh look, you idiots do catch on.. eventually!
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
How We Deal With a Mystery of a Possible Crush
Me: Serendipity. Coincidence. A sign that it all means something? Something... what's that... ?something...
I: Stop! It hurts! Hurts my brain! Causes emotional stirrings that confuse the soul.
Me: Just can't let it go. It must mean something.
I: I think it is all in our heads. It doesn't mean anything.
Myself: Okay! Playing devil's advocate, what if it did? How would that make you feel?
I: Terrified! I don't want it to mean anything.
Myself: You play things too safe. Further to that, if it means something, God, the Universe, whatever is out there, may not give you a choice.
I:.... I don't like this conversation...
Me: It would be fun to get to know someone new. Someone with potential for a new friendship.
I: What if they want more than just friendly kinship and meeting of minds and general conversation? If there is a face-to-face interaction in the future that is. What if this is where somebody wants something more, if indeed, they are looking to bond over coffee?
Myself: You are worrying over something that has not happened. May never happen. You are making a big deal of something that may never come to pass, ever!!! But let's pretend a meeting of minds, conversation, kinship comes to fruition, so what? GO WITH THE FLOW! We like change, and discomfort to overcome has always had great results, facing things head on is what we normally do. In the department of matters of the heart -in this case, potential in matters of love- you run and hide your head in the sand.
Me: *been nodding the whole time* Like all other parts of our tiny life, our little kingdom, we must be open and handle love in a similar fashion. We must not be too afraid.
Myself: Or we die alone and never experience love again. You can't always be afraid of it.
I: I hate you both.
Me/Myself: We still love you. Fraidy-cat!
I: Stop! It hurts! Hurts my brain! Causes emotional stirrings that confuse the soul.
Me: Just can't let it go. It must mean something.
I: I think it is all in our heads. It doesn't mean anything.
Myself: Okay! Playing devil's advocate, what if it did? How would that make you feel?
I: Terrified! I don't want it to mean anything.
Myself: You play things too safe. Further to that, if it means something, God, the Universe, whatever is out there, may not give you a choice.
I:.... I don't like this conversation...
Me: It would be fun to get to know someone new. Someone with potential for a new friendship.
I: What if they want more than just friendly kinship and meeting of minds and general conversation? If there is a face-to-face interaction in the future that is. What if this is where somebody wants something more, if indeed, they are looking to bond over coffee?
Myself: You are worrying over something that has not happened. May never happen. You are making a big deal of something that may never come to pass, ever!!! But let's pretend a meeting of minds, conversation, kinship comes to fruition, so what? GO WITH THE FLOW! We like change, and discomfort to overcome has always had great results, facing things head on is what we normally do. In the department of matters of the heart -in this case, potential in matters of love- you run and hide your head in the sand.
Me: *been nodding the whole time* Like all other parts of our tiny life, our little kingdom, we must be open and handle love in a similar fashion. We must not be too afraid.
Myself: Or we die alone and never experience love again. You can't always be afraid of it.
I: I hate you both.
Me/Myself: We still love you. Fraidy-cat!
Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Two Evils (Besides the Voices), Packing and Dishes
Me: Ooooo! So many clothes to decide on.
Myself: Oh for frig sakes! Why are we doing two piles? Why? That's a lot of laundry when we are back!
Me: Love the choices!
Myself: Why are you discussing this like we've never see our own clothes before and that we are excitedly clothes shopping or something? Shopping is a horror event in itself with all the hassle of stripping and re-robing and being the frugal beasts we are in sticking with the budget
Me: Haven't worn this in awhile.
Myself: Please tell me you are in as muchpain as Myself here.
I: I am *sigh*
Myself: Why? Why are we doing this to ourselves? Why? Why two sets of clothes?
I: To be more efficient in between the destinations: one pile is for the north and all the bussing. The other is for when we get back, have less than 24 hours before we head out again and this time by air. I figure, this way we just put the first destinations clothing choices in the laundry basket, and the other pile for the eastward cross country adventure by plane can just be readily tossed in the backpack.
Myself: Ok! Got that, got that! Still hate it! Still need to sort if we really need all these clothes.
I: It's because it is the longest we have been away for awhile. We need clothes!!!
Me: Pretty! Can I try stuff on.
Myself: NO!
I: Oh god she's trying them on when they needed to be in the bag.
Myself: *grabs the sledgehammer* Hold on! Got this!
I: No! Don't hit her!
Me: *gasps* AH!!! *starts running*
Myself: That's right! You better run!
Myself: Oh for frig sakes! Why are we doing two piles? Why? That's a lot of laundry when we are back!
Me: Love the choices!
Myself: Why are you discussing this like we've never see our own clothes before and that we are excitedly clothes shopping or something? Shopping is a horror event in itself with all the hassle of stripping and re-robing and being the frugal beasts we are in sticking with the budget
Me: Haven't worn this in awhile.
Myself: Please tell me you are in as muchpain as Myself here.
I: I am *sigh*
Myself: Why? Why are we doing this to ourselves? Why? Why two sets of clothes?
I: To be more efficient in between the destinations: one pile is for the north and all the bussing. The other is for when we get back, have less than 24 hours before we head out again and this time by air. I figure, this way we just put the first destinations clothing choices in the laundry basket, and the other pile for the eastward cross country adventure by plane can just be readily tossed in the backpack.
Myself: Ok! Got that, got that! Still hate it! Still need to sort if we really need all these clothes.
I: It's because it is the longest we have been away for awhile. We need clothes!!!
Me: Pretty! Can I try stuff on.
Myself: NO!
I: Oh god she's trying them on when they needed to be in the bag.
Myself: *grabs the sledgehammer* Hold on! Got this!
I: No! Don't hit her!
Me: *gasps* AH!!! *starts running*
Myself: That's right! You better run!
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