Creeping Up On You

The residency has crept up on me and I don’t like it. There’s a certain amount of anticipation that should go into these things, in my opinion, and I haven’t been looking forward to it with the same intensity at all. Stephanie suggested that’s because it’s no longer the only thing I have to look forward to in my life. When I was working where I was working, under the conditions I was working, the residency shined like a cliched beacon of hope. Now it’s just a cool event and a week for me to spend time with some of the best writers I know.

Stef set me straight on the front. I had been feeling upset about it, which is a silly thing to be upset about.

I played a lot of The Sims 2 again, into the wee hours, because it may be the last time I get to play it for a week and a half. I played a little in the afternoon, too, after work, and before Stef got home, but that didn’t go so well. That’s why I tried to play a bunch of different houses and have some fun with it when I came back to it at night.

Argh… Here’s hoping I’m able to keep my eyes open on Thursday. I have to pick up three people at the airport, assuming they even get into the snowy city at all.