Spring Cleaning Chores

There’s no more denying that Spring is really here and I really need to get started with the Spring cleaning chores. It is so easy to put them off – especially when I live alone and rarely have company. So if it is just me, do I really care that the windows need to be washed? Do I really care that the linen closet needs to be emptied out and restocked?

Well, the answer is that yes, I DO care. I just would rather watch a good movie, read a good book, or play a few games on the computer when I get home from work. I would rather take one weekend and designate those two days as Spring Cleaning days and just get it all done with.

So I guess next weekend is the designated Spring Cleaning project. Unless something better comes along that requires my attention.

Wrong Text

This morning I got a series of strange text messages on my cell phone. They started out being short ones, saying, “I love you” and “I can’t wait to see you again.” And I was freaked out because I didn’t recognize the phone number and I was not expecting anyone to say that to me. Maybe my mother! But not any guy or co-worker, for sure!

After about a dozen of the texts that I did not answer, I was getting annoyed that they kept coming every few minutes. For one thing, each text message received costs me 20 cents. And for another thing, the texts were never signed with a name nor addressed to a name, and they clearly were not meant for me.

It occurred to me that the person was texting them to the wrong number and might not stop until someone replied. I was sorely tempted to reply “F*** You!” and see what happened, but it might have been a guy stalking his girlfriend and if she was to actually say that then the stalker might escalate the interaction with something violent and the poor girl would not have any warning or any defense.

So I called the number and said this is Vicki and I have no idea who you are sending all these texts to, but I know you aren’t intending to send them to me, so check the damn number and quit sending me all these texts or I will report you to the police.” And I hung up – I didn’t even want to hear the other person’s voice. And they stopped.

Monday is a Long Way from Friday

For some reason this Monday seems to be dragging on forever. I feel like its been three days of work, problems and interruptions all rolled into this one day. I hope the rest of the week is not like this. I don’t think I could bear it.

Is it just me? Or is everyone feeling a little stressed? Is it the time change to daylight saving time? Is it Easter coming? Is it all the pollen from the trees and grasses in Spring?

I don’t know, but usually I love Spring and Easter time, but right now I’m just anxious and worried and tired.