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The Transitional State

The world is sending me mixed messages. When I was still high on life after my awesome weekend getaway, I was thinking that the Year of Sharyn had finally begun. It felt like it might’ve been slowly ramping up before Chicago, and that it had maybe gone full-blown. And that thought made me happy. Naturally life had to flip me off a few times, to keep me from getting too happy.

The bad:

  • On the way to the co-op our car was rear-ended by an SUV, while the driver was talking on a cell phone, of course. The little man and I are ok but the bumper is dented. I’ll have to follow up with the dude’s insurance company and this is the last thing I want to deal with.
  • On Wednesday I received some “Summary of Abatement” bullshit in the mail from the city. An inspector had been on my property on Tuesday and written up some vague comments about cleaning up my yard, ordering me to take care of these things by Friday (yes, giving me just three days to do so). I’ve been playing phone tag with the guy trying to figure out what the hell he is talking about. And now it is Friday already.
  • The cherry on top? Some bad but not entirely unexpected news from the I.R.S.

The good:

  • The little man is doing well.
  • I feel like I’m kinda sorta getting this house stuff under control. Or at least on the path.
  • Our new cat, Olive, settled right in like she’s always been with us.
  • I thoroughly enjoy the folks I’ve been spending time with lately. I’ve been having all kinds of fun.
  • Tonight? Vegan potluck/reunion with an old friend. Very much looking forward to that.
Carie, looking non-plussed

Bonus: Next weekend the Riverview Theater will be having a Buffy the Vampire Slayer sing-a-long at midnight. I imagine they will be playing the Once More, With Feeling episode.
Plus: Geeks of Doom tipped me off to Enchanted, a live action/animated rom-com, with music. The little man and I have watched the trailer four times now. We’ll be seeing it come November.
And: Last night I ate sushi in bed (vegan-friendly, of course) and I am ok with that.


  1. emily wrote:

    Sharyn - I feel the SAME WAY. I was totally high on the world coming off the weekend, and then this week just kicked my ass. So much so that I have crawled into bed at 9:30 for the past two nights, with Marie Antoinette and my DS, and I was ok with that. Even if the house is a complete disaster.

    Friday, May 25, 2007 at 8:53 am | Permalink
  2. ericka wrote:

    Oh, if only I could stay awake past midnight!

    Friday, May 25, 2007 at 9:21 am | Permalink
  3. emily wrote:

    This is in response to your comment on my blog….noone ever said comments were about cohesion:

    Ooh, The Tick WOULD be awesome. Sadly, these are more of the “Hey! I could give you lyme disease!” variety. Ick. Did I tell you about the hike last year where everyone came home with ticks on the inside of their clothes, but not in their skin? Remind me to tell you that one sometime.

    I think our amount of talking complimented itself splendidly, don’t you?

    But I still think I had cocaine eyes in Example 1. :)

    Friday, May 25, 2007 at 3:52 pm | Permalink

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