Sick Day

I have finally worn myself into the ground. A cold/flu type virus has been going around recently, just in time for the start of summer and I finally caught it. It all started yesterday when I tried to peel myself out of bed to get chores done and ended up staying there for the rest of the day feeling sorry for myself. It ended up being a day filled with cold water and tylenol washed down with some more cold water. It definitely wasn't a lot of fun, especially since I don't get a lot of time off work (and by work I mean unpaid internship) so wasting a day just doesn't cut it.

I'm stuck at home today too, never venturing too far off the couch. I'm attempting to work from home, but that doesn't seem to be going very well. All bosses love nonsensical writing though, right? I've been lying on the couch watching old romantic comedies and feeling incredibly guilty about all the work that I'm not doing. I'm definitely missing the days of missing a day of school and knowing that I could catch up no problem. Nobody was relying on my work being done there. My mom would bring me soup and orange popsicles (no other colour had the healing ability that orange did) and I would watch t.v. all day. While not exactly enjoyable it did beat out sick days now. A cold with a side of guilt. 

But what can you really do? Things happen. I'll catch up eventually and for now I'm not much good to anybody. I'll keep watching Katherine Heigl try on those 27 dresses while Meg Ryan waits for her dial up to connect so she can see if she has mail. I have a Vogue waiting to be read, but that seems a little too much like heavy reading for my concentration levels today. 

Growing Up?

That question mark was definitely intentional. Just the other day I was confident; I was going for a job interview at a government agency. I was wearing a suit and heels, purse in hand. A clipboard, paper, pens, an agenda and three printed copies of the resume in hand? Check. I was ready to take on the world.

Cue the rest of the day. Me limping around the city in these heels, attempting to find a pair of wearable shoes that I can afford. Hop on the bus change, then head back downtown for my unpaid internship. Thankfully this internship allows me to ditch the suit and replace it with jeans, a t-shirt and of course my winter jacket since it is officially -50 in the building. On the other hand, I believe it was in that moment that I forever decided against growing up if it means I can no longer wear jeans to work. 

I woke up the next day with the best of intentions. I made eggs. I searched job boards. I got dressed. I didn't get the position I interviewed for. Okay, small set back, but you know at least I still have my goal of never leaving my jeans intact. Life was looking good. 

Of course fast forward a few more days and I'm at home on my parents couch trying to ignore the fact that I'm unemployed with oh so few options. I filled out that application at Starbucks. Nothing back yet. My brother is loving having me home. I've taken up permanent residence on the couch and there is no way he's regaining control of the remote control or computer anytime soon. Or at least not until Tuesday, when I travel back to my apartment. 

Today I hit a new low. The day you know you've reached the bottom of the unemployment barrel when you don't get out of your pyjamas all day long. The afghan and couch were definitely my two best friends and who knew PVR could be so addictive. Do I want to watch The Break Up for the fourth time today without commercials? Why yes in fact I do. It gave me the chance to talk through different sections each time. How could I not keep replaying it? 

So while I'll be heading back to the dorms in a few days post long weekend I'll be doing so with a slightly new attitude. Gone is the wear nothing but jeans approach. It is dead, replaced by my let's aim to change into street clothing before 6pm. Maybe I'll even start setting the alarm again. Maybe. Hopefully at that point I'll have a brilliant new idea detailing how I'm going to make a billion dollars over the course of the summer. If that fails, invest in lotto tickets? Meet a brilliant, successful lawyer/doctor hybrid on Craiglist? Sue craigslist when said doctor/lawyer turns out to be a psychotic serial killer?

Maybe I'll do all that when I stop tearing up at hearing Roy Orbison songs on TimeLife commercials while reading Missed Connections and get up off this couch. I can say one thing is for certain. I certainly don't feel like I'm any closer to adulthood right now. 

Work in Progress

I have an ugly dorm room. I've always meant to fix it up. In fact, that was the original purpose of this blog; I wanted to talk about ways to fix up a small space with unpaintable walls. Unfortunately I never seemed to find the time. It's been over eight months and I still haven't fully moved in. I still have dishes in boxes.

I think I can say that that's problem number one. Boxes littering the room because I still haven't unpacked. It's not the main problem though. No, the main problem is the walls. The paint is peeling all over the place. Their are huge areas where the drywall is showing through. The tenant before me must have used super glue to put up posters.

Posters are the only thing I can think of to cover up these patches, but I really don't like the idea of them cluttering up the wall. I also thought of colour blocking canvases and creating a pattern on the wall with them, but again I'm just not sure. Draping fabric wouldn't work with the space because of some awkward corners. I'm really undecided and I'm not sure when I'll have time to figure this out. Originally I was going to post some pictures, but it's also incredibly messy and nobody needs to see that.

As of now, my room is fairly unlivable. I need help.

Wish List

I am one of those people who absolutely needs to write everything down. I wasn't always like this, but then I got involved in theatre as a stage manager. Organization was not optional. I write every minute detail down in my agenda and throughout the year it grows post-it notes, colour coded of course. If it weren't for that agenda I would get nothing done.

Currently I'm using The Original Student Calendar. It's basic, it's functional, it works. I'll probably stick with it for at least another year. However, some other agendas have caught my eye.

These planners from Present and Correct are adorable. I love the patterns, especially the bold yellow and pink cover. I'm currently in love with the idea of colour blocking and yes, that trickles down to my planners.

I'm also loving the Tomorrow Planners from Poketo.

The Daily Colour Planner is cute too.

To make a decision I think I'd have to see them in person and compare them to what I'm currently using. Is anybody using any of these planners? I can't be the only one who's an agenda freak. 

Things I Love

Hearing a male singer hit a high C. That blew me away today!