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Monday, July 25, 2005

How to Look Busy Without Actually Being Busy Part 2

Today I putzed around getting ready for RWA Nationals in Reno. I wanted to have a red dress in case wearing a dress turned out to be imperative. Why red? Because everyone wears black at these things, that's why. Also there were a couple of unmentionables I needed to buy, so I bought those and went in search of a red dress. And here is what I discovered - clothing stores only carry hideous dresses. A few nice black ones, but no nice ones in any other color. Once I understood the extent of the retail problem, I expanded my search to some color that wasn't black and also didn't have flowers disguised as fried eggs or flying saucers. Oddly enough, this did not appreciably expand the acceptable selections. I went to many stores. I found one lovely, glorious red dress on a sale rack. There were at least 10 of them. One size 4 and 9 in size 6. I am a size 8. I haven't been a size 4 since I had time to run 60 miles a week, and I will have to be off sugar for a wee bit longer before I am a size 6. If ever. Sigh. But then I found a light purple dress that looked cute. They had size 8. So, I tried it on. For a sissy color, it looked pretty good. Only the zipper pooched out at my butt like an extra tail or something. Sigh. So, no sissy but pretty light purple dress. I came home defeated. I packed a dark purple dress that was hiding in the back of my closet. I don't think I have shoes that will work, but if I have to wear it (and if it fits) maybe no one will look at my shoes.

So after the dress fiasco, I had to iron two shirts. Normally, I would just buy new ones, but that would be fiscally irresponsible, so I ironed them. Packed. Mostly. Then I cleaned my room because well- sometimes cleaning is just unavoidable and I don't want to come home to the mess that my room became during revisions for ADC. That was a lot of work. In between I fed my son, played cards with him, convinced him to eat graham crackers (If I had his eating habits I would be a size 2) for lunch, took him to Aikido, checked email, prepared my presentation on The Minerva Press, checked email, watched My Cousin Vinny (not appropriate for my son to watch, can't wait til he goes to bed...) - which requried a download of some software that apparently got munched during the recent computer disaster, and since I am stuck with dial-up that took an hour and a half, during I did some stuff which I can't remember what it was (not writing, though) and then watched the movie. Hours awake: 13. Actual hours of work done: 0

You, too, can look busy without actually being busy. Reno tomorrow.

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