I feel like I’m starting experience cabin fever. This seems to happen every couple of weeks if I don’t get out of the house too much, and lately I haven’t been out much. Just a meeting for work last Monday, taking my brother to get some clothes from home and out on the front porch. It’s pathetic, and I really shouldn’t let myself get this way, but with the way the weather’s been lately, I really don’t feel like straying too far.

While I was at my mom’s with Blaine, I noticed she was looking through some linoleum for, presumably, the bathroom floor. Her and Bart have been working on the house on Sundays, trying to get things done. I think she’s hoping to move back in with him before her next lease is up. It was one of those really earthly looking designs. I think it would look really nice with one of those vessel sinks I saw on TV. They have some really neat designs, like faucets that come out of the medicine cabinet door.

I always like watched home improvement shows. I guess I think I would be fun to do something like that. I never thought too much about it before. Definitely too late for a career choice, not that I’d want to. I think it’s just more fun in theory than in practice. I doubt I’d have the patience for that line of work. Some people are just too picky to please.

Ugh, I think my allergies are starting to finally get to me. Yesterday, I started couching and could not stop. I found some cold medicine and it seemed to help. I also had a horrible headache. It was so bad I had to lie down for a while, and I thought I’d just be out for an hour or so. I didn’t wake up until about four hours later. I got up but was back in bed a couple of hours later.

I’ve got some stuff to do for work, but it’s hard with Blaine here because it’s good at distracting me. He always want to watch a movie. We’ve already watched all of my Harry Potter movies. I don’t have a whole lot beyond that, but I’m sure he’ll manage to find something.

I’ve also been trying to get back into writing. I’ve had an idea rolling around in my head to do something with a plot that contains European cruises somehow. I think that’s just a residual effect from watching Ghost Ship a few weeks ago. Sometimes too many movies can be a bad thing for my brain. I get ideas and forget about the stuff I’ve already started. I don’t think that’s too much of a threat right now. I know what I’m supposed to be working on, and I have the ideas. I just haven’t had the time or motivation to get them out of my head yet. Soon, though, I hope to.

I feel like I’ve been dropped into the middle of a Garth Brooks songs. The thunder rolls and the lightning strikes. Not nearly as appealing as the song, let me tell you. It’s been like this since yesterday. In town in front of my mom’s apartment, two phone poles were blown over and a truck was caught in the wires. Bart had to call 911. It was insanity. It makes me nervous. If I was smart, I’d just sleep through it all like Blaine did.

On a completely different topic, I’m beginning to wish that when I ordered my computer I’d got more computer memory. I got 1gb, which is better than the old computer because it was running 512mb, but I usually have 3 or 4 main programs running on my computer at a time, and they’re iTunes, FireFox, Adobe Photoshop and Adobe Dreamweaver, and between the 4 of them, it just drains the memory. I don’t know if I could just upgrade to more memory or not, but at least I’ll know better next time.

Well, I actually got out of the house today. I’ve felt like such a hermit lately. Of course, it was raining the whole time I was out, so it wasn’t precisely pleasant. I had to go by the bank and deposit the money I got as gifts for graduation. Then I had to go by Dollar General and pick up a few things before I went by and picked up Blaine. He wanted to stay the night here tonight, which is nice since I feel like I haven’t seen him in weeks.

This weather, though, is a real bummer. I’ve been reading a lately, and it’s mostly been books by Sarah Dessen, and all of the books take place in this made up town of Lakeview, and any time there’s a mention of the beach, it kind of depresses me because it’s so dreary here. For some reason I always imagine one of those Outer Banks vacation homes while I’m reading.

Speaking of vacations, I’m not sure if we’re going anywhere this year. My mom mentioned vacation, but with her I’m never actually sure if that invitation extends to me. I feel like I’m imposing if I ask if I’m allowed to go. But then if I don’t, I feel left out of all of the family adventures. Blah. That probably means I just need to get a life and find things for myself to do so I won’t feel left out.

I cannot believe it’s June already. Granted, it’s only been June for two days, it still seems unbelievable that we’re into the sixth month of the year. That means there are only six more moths left of 2008, and that’s just too bizarre to fathom.

This afternoon I lounged around on the front porch while Tori rode her tricycle. She can actually reach the pedals this year. I can’t get over how big she is. It must by mind boggling for Allyson. Of course, I can’t believe my sister is almost 20. I always think of her as still being thirteen. I wonder if it’ll always be that way.

The weather was nice. It was sunny, but there was a breeze. It would have been perfect for walking, but then I think about getting out in the sun and that horrible sunburn I got last year, and I just shrink back. It would be perfect if we had a treadmill on the front porch. I’d still be outside, but out of the sun. I guess we can’t have it all.