Boredom

I’m bored, so this post is going to be filled with random crap. I shouldn’t be bored. I mean, I have stuff to do: put away laundry, go through mail…but that’s not fun. And I’m bored because I’m not in the middle of a good book right now. And Soph played way hard yesterday – she and her friend Ellie must have jumped on the trampoline FOR HOURS, and she played all day at school so tonight all she wants to do is watch Alvin & the Chipmunks. Which is A-Okay by me because it means I’m farting around on the computer drinking a glass of wine.

Tomorrow we are taking the day off because I leave Wednesday for San Antonio – for a work trade show. I am excited because:
1 – I get out of the office
2 – I get a free trip to a cool city
I hope the people I’m going with, who work for other divisions so I’ve never met them, are cool and want to go out (they are in their mid 40s), because it would be nice to have company. But otherwise, I will just go out by myself and who knows; I may end up meeting another group of hot firefighters!
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Sophie just stopped her movie to eat and had me read Amelia Bedelia.
Now she’s hanging on me.
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Yesterday, with her friend Ellie, Ellie blurts out “I’ve got junk in my trunk!” I laughed so hard. It’s totally inappropriate, but she doesn’t know it and it really made my day.
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On the way home from work, I called my mom, and then spoke briefly with my step-dad. I asked Sophie if she wanted to say hi to Papa Ryan, and she shook her head, then said, “Oh, okay.” So I pass the phone back.
Sophie: Oh, hello! Who’s this?
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Sophie: How was your day today?
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Sophie: Oh, are you done talking?
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Sophie: I love you too.
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God, this is about as boring as I feel. You know what I feel like? I feel like I’m on the brink of something, but I don’t know what it is. I am filled with excited anticipation, and I’m not entirely sure why. I hope whatever anxious excitement I feel really does end up being good and not the other way around.