back to the grind

[magenta]

It's been a long week, even though I only had to work three days of it. Got back and found email to our largest vendor wasn't working properly, and it hadn't been fixed as of late this afternoon. I send most of my orders via email, and they have all bounced for over a week. ARRRGHHH.

Somehow, being away made it worse to face. I have all these story and essay ideas bubbling somewhere in my head. I was all ready to start typing away, but I've been too tired.

Virginia Woolf had it right - it wasn't just a room of one's own, she also stipulated I believe 1000 pounds a year, when that was about $5000, and you could live WELL on that kinds of money. Not just a roof over your head and food in your belly, but theatre tickets and nice meals and champagne. Well, I prefer cider to champagne, but the struggle wears us all down. It's so sad to hear about pegkerr having to go back to work full time. I wish I could wave a magic wand over her, so that she didn't. I know so many people whose real lives are limited by having to work to pay the bills.

I guess I'm in an idealistic mood tonight. I want all troubles for everyone I know and like, or even don't know but think are cool, would just vanish in the wind. Instead, things seem to be getting worse. (I won't put worse and worse. I *know* things could be worse than they are. But not much.)

Comments

helllllllo

[ashabeth.livejournal.com]

Hiya Magenta....

Just saw your reply on Maat's journal... thought I would add ya.

Take care...

Blessings

Beth

[skylarker.livejournal.com]

Yeah. A room, and enough money to live decently; whether that includes champaign or cider, for any given soul... whatever it takes to feel that life includes a few necessary luxuries.