Adulthood

This is going to be very quick because I'm not dressed and I have fifteen minutes to type, get ready, and haul ass to work. *big grin* What can I say? I hate waiting around for anything (blame the marching band for that trait).

Now that I'm completely off topic, I'll try to get back on. I've been too much of an adult here recently. Sunday I had horrible experiences with Expedia and United Airlines. I just wanted to book a ticket so I can go on vacation in July (and not become one of those crazy people who pokes people and sees penguins .... oh wait ........). But would these people let me do that? No! (*mutters* Rat finks!) So what did I do? What consumers have been doing for ages. I wrote them a nasty letter.

If that's not adulthood, I don't know what is. (And no comments from the peanut gallery about how they've never written nasty letters.)

Tonight I'm being seated on the board of trustees for the local library. *makes a scared face* This wouldn't be such a daunting thought if I didn't already know that I'm going to cause trouble tonight. I'm being seated as the treasurer (because no one else would do it). After I'm seated, we're going to talk about the budget that the last treasurer (with help) created. I'm adamantly opposed to it (it leaves the library in a deficit). So on my very first night I get to create trouble. For someone who doesn't like confrontation, this is not a thrilling prospect.

I'm in the process of "cleaning" my room (also known as hauling out the big guns). I found a memory stick I've been looking for forever (Rhi, that hockey story I told you about I couldn't find? It should be on there.) It has some unfinished pieces. Maybe that will motivate me to get back to writing.

..... And one last night ..... anyone else noticed that now that I'm (attempting) to type regularly that a) there's no more writing stuff and b) it got serious. .......... Adeline's going to have a hissy fit when I yank her back from her vacation. Y'all might want to cover your heads.