I do believe in faeries

Okay, so here's the thing. This is the first time in a really long time that I haven't really had classes or homework to do and it is freaking me out. Sure, it allows me time to sew things for the apartment, decorate, read more about herbs and all sorts of other things, but I find myself missing the homework. It is a very odd thing that is going on because at the same time, the thought of going to grad school and working toward a PhD is entirely unappealing. Both the low pay and the tests are very off putting (off-putting...should that be hyphenated?).

It doesn't help that Bart is working nights now so I sit at home alone with too much time to think about things. This is always dangerous for me, though I have taken steps to make it less so like being sure not to watch any sort of news program, especially CNN. I cannot handle all of the sadness in the world. I will not attend a movie if I have heard reports that it is depressing in a real way. Though, Brokeback Mountain was a specific exception to that rule and after having broken said rule, I am left with the impression that I should never do it again, no matter how important a movie is supposed to be. I am not a fan of Ang Lee.

At the moment, I am doing laundry, listening to something about RV's on HGTV and sewing snaps onto the velvet pillow case I made for the sofa and contemplating the socks that need mending and the construction of a twig chandelier I bought pieces for today (I still need to buy the electrics). Earlier this evening I cleaned the kitchen including dishes, did more laundry, cleaned the glass walls of the shower with vinegar and vacuumed the floor in the living room.

I hate being alone when I have such a handsome and wonderful husband. I am supposed to have a roommate as well, but she doesn't seem to be spending much time here and isn't returning most of my phone calls. *sigh*

A newly released study says that godlessness is next to peacefulness.
( From The Times UK )