At least the cats'll be happy
Apr. 9th, 2009 10:18 amI just made a momentous decision: not going to the Lit & Phil to work today. Staying home. *nods*
The Lit & Phil has become my default place for working in recent weeks, just because I get so much more done there, without the distractions. Or largely because, at any rate. Also, I just like it, in ways that I do not, I cannot like my house. Also, it's in town so I can shop on my way home. That's always good.
But. Not today.
Frankly, I kinda want to stay home for ever. More immediately, the bad thought crossed my mind that if I didn't go to Eastercon, the money I saved would pay for the next two months' physio treatment. That's the kind of sum I really wish I didn't do, but I do it all the time. Usually I do it the other way round, though, spending money rather than saving it: "hell," my head says, "that's barely the price of a pint of beer...!" or "I've got that unexpected hundred quid this month, that'll cover it..." Trouble with that last, of course, is that the same hundred quid ends up covering two or three hundred quid's worth of expenses. Numbers are ... very flexible, in my head. Not so much on my bank statements, damn it.
*stays home*
The Lit & Phil has become my default place for working in recent weeks, just because I get so much more done there, without the distractions. Or largely because, at any rate. Also, I just like it, in ways that I do not, I cannot like my house. Also, it's in town so I can shop on my way home. That's always good.
But. Not today.
Frankly, I kinda want to stay home for ever. More immediately, the bad thought crossed my mind that if I didn't go to Eastercon, the money I saved would pay for the next two months' physio treatment. That's the kind of sum I really wish I didn't do, but I do it all the time. Usually I do it the other way round, though, spending money rather than saving it: "hell," my head says, "that's barely the price of a pint of beer...!" or "I've got that unexpected hundred quid this month, that'll cover it..." Trouble with that last, of course, is that the same hundred quid ends up covering two or three hundred quid's worth of expenses. Numbers are ... very flexible, in my head. Not so much on my bank statements, damn it.
*stays home*
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Date: 2009-04-09 02:32 pm (UTC)Also, we owe you dinner. (We do. There are Reasons.)
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Date: 2009-04-09 02:57 pm (UTC)