Writing, Baking, Pawning Books

It's going to be a busy Saturday. At least, that's the plan, but I never accomplish half of what I want to on Saturday. Sunday seems to be much more productive for me. It's probably because I am a procrastinator to my core.

Today starts with a bit of sad news. I think my parakeet Holmes is sick. He was balled up and shaky, sitting in his furry little blue house this morning. He never sits in the house -- I think he can tell it was the favored spot of his predecessor. He didn't acknowledge me when I sing-songed his name, and his response when I lightly tapped his cage was not his usual enraged panic. He's generally startled and irritated all at once when I catch him off guard. He just sort of meandered around to face me this morning.  I'm hoping it's that the apartment is ungodly cold this morning. I'm in a sweater and wrapped in a blanket. I've also noticed this apartment is alarmingly moist for living in near-desert climate. That worries me for my Australian native bird--the moisture.  If he doesn't perk up later, we'll head to the vet.

Then before finishing this post, I got distracted with Youtube videos from new discoveries Danny Tieger and Julia Nunes. Julia is really talented. I love the pairing of her voice with ukulele. See First Impressions for a sampling. Danny's voice is not as great, but his lyrics, his daring, and his presentation completely make up for it and make him unique. See The Gollum Song and My Universe Revolves Around You for his clever wit. I'm also a big fan of Ode to Pollster.

Now that I've finished being sucked around Youtube by the vortex of curiosity. I'm going to go to the store to get things for baking a red velvet cake and zucchini cornbread. The cake is a practice run for my sister's bridal shower. The zucchini bread is for daily snacking of which I commonly partake.

Then, I need to focus on writing a short story for the new blog I have intended to start for weeks. When I finish that, I will read Dune. I've never experienced this sci-fi classic from Frank Herbert before, and it took me a bit to get engaged, but I love it. I don't think I have Netflixed all week because of Dune.

I also wanted to take some books to the used bookstore to get them out of my living room, but I don't think I left enough time today.

Being an Adult - More Frequent Bad Days

I keep telling myself that I won't be a real adult until I can afford a place with a backyard so that I can have a big furry dog to mess it up. This has always been my marker of adulthood. I also attach the requirement for a garage or at least a carport to qualifying adulthood.

I change my mind. I'm an adult already -- I hate my job.

Better Book Titles has provided this gem of a new title for Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.

If this is how we measure adulthood, I am most assuredly an adult right now. I aspire to find a more childlike job where I can not feel this way on a nearly daily basis. Let's test librarianism -- soon.