Sigh of Relief?

Good news: It looks like the Library Director candidate has accepted the offer, and now HR is doing a background check. There is a possible start date of August 7th, with my current boss leaving on the 1st, so there will be hardly any time that I will be on my own.

I got into a lengthy discussion with my boss about the new resources that we're getting for the new majors at the college. I have a long list of other books to order.

I ran to the store tonight and picked up enough cat food to last until I get paid again. The diet and exercise group that I'm in is into riced cauliflower, which I didn't know existed, so I picked up some frozen riced cauliflower with Italian cheese sauce and some frozen broccoli. I'm planning to make it with scrambled eggs and Italian seasoning. I hope that it'll be good.

It was 98 degrees F according to my car when I went to dinner tonight. Sweat is pouring down my face as I type right now. I just clutched a bottle of cold soda to my bosom. Harlee looks like she melted onto the futon. I'm glad that I'm planning to stay home tomorrow, except that I might walk in the park across the street if I can get up the willpower. Speaking of which, my FitBit was estimated to arrive today and didn't. I looked for a tracking number, but the eBay seller never sent me one. Sigh. I hope that it arrives tomorrow.

Falling Into a Book

I fell into a book last night. The Tales of the City books were a series of novels that were originally published in the San Francisco Chronicle, about the adventures of a group of singles in San Francisco in the 1980s. It was one of the first "mainstream" novels to include gay characters. The author wrote three novels 20 years later to update the characters. I picked up one of the later novels last night and was going to re-read it "for a little while," and wound up finishing it. But sometimes you need to do something frivolous. I need to buy the third of the later novels.

I woke up with a start this morning, thinking that I better get moving, or I was going to be late for work, when I realized that I was off today. The girls and I are now fed, and the girls got their snuggles.

I think that I might take a short nap. However, I feel like I have some energy. I suffer from seasonal depression during the winter on top of my normal depression, but conversely, in the summer, I have extra energy (although I have to watch out that it doesn't tip over into mania).

Slow and Steady Wins the Race?

I did take a nap. Woke up to hear someone knocking at the door, but the time that I got up, the person was gone. Decided it was too damn hot to throw myself together for a walk (95 F with a "heat index" of 111). Spent some time working on Instagram and Twitter. Procrastinated taking my shower so that I could do laundry. (I take a shower and put on light makeup before I trudge out to the laundry room. Vanity, vanity.) Finally got myself together and took the laundry to the laundry room. Both decent washers were taken. I'm feeling crankier about it than I have any right to feel.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do about the heat tomorrow. I'm signed up for a financial seminar in Springfield tomorrow. Afterward, I was going to go to a nature preserve in the area, but the peak of the heat will be at that time. I want to update the blog, but I don't want to make myself sick.

Speaking of updating the blog, I need to write a blog post. I also should make myself something to eat, but am not feeling very hungry. Heat, blah. The A/C has been going almost non-stop. I'm afraid to find out what my energy bill will be next month.

Oh, and my FitBit hasn't arrived. I messaged the seller about it.