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Hurrah, I conquered the scariness that is configuring Eudora! Okay, so maybe I had to have someone *cough*![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amishlurker *cough* to hold my hand through the process but it is now sorted with about ten trillion filters on it. I decided after much deliberation that I am never going to be organised enough and keep my mail folders low-volume so I'm decomissioning Mail Warrior, which is a lovely little program and really served me well but it flipped out a bit when my mail folders went above 300 messages. Boy, that was a long sentence.
Back to work tomorrow. Okay, I will be so not saying this tomorrow but I am actually looking forward to going back. This being on my own thing is starting to wear a bit thin. I wouldn't mind being completely on my own exactly - I just don't cope with feeling invisible. The sister and I get on absolutely fine but when she has a house to herself she fills every available nanosecond with "together time" with her boyfriend and when it's not that it's her three closest friends. And they are very together to the exclusion of anything else. So the living room is taken up by video watching with Ben & Jerry's sessions and the conservatory is full of the remains of their together lunch. And damn, if I don't want them both to bugger off to his house so I can stop feeling like a non-entity. I don't begrudge the together time in the slightest - my sister is on the edge of her finals - and stressed. But it's the all-encompassing nature of this together time spreading througout the quite sizeable house that is finishing me off. It's got to the point that the only part of my own house that is mine is my room and I could go a little nuts if confined to these four walls. *twitch*
I am staying with one of my co-workers tomorrow. It's sort of a kill two birds thing. I get company and she gets help with the dissertation for her Master's degree. Sounds fair enough and we will probably demolish a bottle of wine too.
But stir-craziness and loneliness aside, I did have a great night out withanejo on Saturday. It was the first time in, oh, years that the core part of our old friendship group has got together and, yes, we did regress about 6 years and it was fun - she got more drunk than me though!!
Dammit, the plan for an early night went out the window. Ach well... The cat is lying on her back on my bed with her paws in the air. I think I'll go and join her.
Hurrah, I conquered the scariness that is configuring Eudora! Okay, so maybe I had to have someone *cough*
amishlurker *cough* to hold my hand through the process but it is now sorted with about ten trillion filters on it. I decided after much deliberation that I am never going to be organised enough and keep my mail folders low-volume so I'm decomissioning Mail Warrior, which is a lovely little program and really served me well but it flipped out a bit when my mail folders went above 300 messages. Boy, that was a long sentence.Back to work tomorrow. Okay, I will be so not saying this tomorrow but I am actually looking forward to going back. This being on my own thing is starting to wear a bit thin. I wouldn't mind being completely on my own exactly - I just don't cope with feeling invisible. The sister and I get on absolutely fine but when she has a house to herself she fills every available nanosecond with "together time" with her boyfriend and when it's not that it's her three closest friends. And they are very together to the exclusion of anything else. So the living room is taken up by video watching with Ben & Jerry's sessions and the conservatory is full of the remains of their together lunch. And damn, if I don't want them both to bugger off to his house so I can stop feeling like a non-entity. I don't begrudge the together time in the slightest - my sister is on the edge of her finals - and stressed. But it's the all-encompassing nature of this together time spreading througout the quite sizeable house that is finishing me off. It's got to the point that the only part of my own house that is mine is my room and I could go a little nuts if confined to these four walls. *twitch*
I am staying with one of my co-workers tomorrow. It's sort of a kill two birds thing. I get company and she gets help with the dissertation for her Master's degree. Sounds fair enough and we will probably demolish a bottle of wine too.
But stir-craziness and loneliness aside, I did have a great night out with
anejo on Saturday. It was the first time in, oh, years that the core part of our old friendship group has got together and, yes, we did regress about 6 years and it was fun - she got more drunk than me though!! Dammit, the plan for an early night went out the window. Ach well... The cat is lying on her back on my bed with her paws in the air. I think I'll go and join her.
