I'm not even sure what to blog anymore. My life is just so not that interesting since I've been out of work. And it's a stretch to say it was interesting before I became unemployed. I spend most of days cleaning, watching TV, playing computer/PS2 games, reading, painting, and occasionally getting my ass outside and doing something...anything. I don't find any of that blog worthy. I have managed to catch up on some other blogs that I find interesting, but some don't update as much as they used to, and I'm wondering if maybe I'm not the only one not finding much to blog about lately.

In other news, and this really isn't blog worthy either, but it's something...The other night I was playing God of War on the Playstation, which by the way, is an awesome game. My husband wanted to play his game, Black (another really great game) so I decided to go to bed. But before that, I figured I should check my email first, so off to the computer room I went. Normally, I would have just gone straight to bed. But this night, I diverted to the computer room and sat down to open Outlook Express. I hadn't been there but maybe two minutes, tops, when all of a sudden I heard water splash and felt a drop on my head. I looked up to the top of the computer desk and noticed that my Betta wasn't in her fish bowl. Did a double check and sure as shit, she had jumped out of the bowl and onto the shelf. I had to move the bowl to find her but I scooped her back up and put her back in her bowl. I can't quite understand why she want to attempt suicide, but I'm thinking it could be several things. she used to be in a 10 gallon tank, but having only one fish in a tank that size is more of a pain than anything. Cleaning it was such a chore, not to mention that it grew more algae than one could imagine in such a short period of time. So I put her back in her bowl, well, more like a vase, and placed a book on top to keep her from another suicide attempt. And if it's not that, it could be that she's lonely. In her old home, the 10 gallon tank, she had a friend, a male Betta. He died about a year ago, at the tender age of just over a year. I don't dare get her another male companion...she's two years old and much larger than a young male. I fear that she would kill any new male. Besides, I would have to set up the 10 gallon tank again. I don't know what to do...I'll have to think on that one for a bit.

I don't have paint class for the whole month of March. As I posted earlier, my paint teacher is in Florida for a month. And I have started on a new painting while she is away. I think I can get a good deal of it done before she returns. I've been working on it little by little, but waiting for it to dry in between is another pain. The good thing is, I can post pictures of the work in progress.

My husband left for Church this morning while I was still sleeping. I can't figure out why he left before 8:30 when Church doesn't start until 10:00. He's only 30 minutes away...??? Maybe I should ask him when he comes home.

Friday I went to my parent's house in the afternoon. My mother had called on Thursday night and told me I had a package that was to be delivered but it needed a signature. So, I headed over there to wait for it. My cousin Robert is currently remodeling their bathroom so I figured I'd run into him. I haven't seen him since the wedding, and it was quite a while before that since I had seen him last. we used to be a tight family, but when my grandmother passed away, well, it was difficult for all of us to get together anymore, since my grandmother's birthday was the one reason the whole family got together in the first place. Anyway, when I walked onto the back deck, Robert was outside cutting some sheet rock. I stood silently until he looked up, I didn't want to startle him, for fear he might chop off a finger or something. It would have been nice if I could have said hello to him, but he wouldn't have heard me anyway. So I waited until he was done and looked up. It was nice to see him again. he asked how I was and I asked how he was. Chit chatty sort of stuff, and then I went into the house to wait for my package. I wasn't there 30 minutes before the UPS driver showed up and I ran down stairs to sign for the thing. The UPS driver told me had been there the day before but there was no one to sign. He then asked me about the guy he saw on the roof. I guess Robert was working on the bathroom exhaust when the driver saw him. The guy told me he was calling to Robert and yelling but Robert never acknowledged him. I laughed and said, "Yeah. I'm sure he didn't hear you." The UPS guy then said he figured that he was a contractor and couldn't sign for the package anyway. I then said "No, he could have. That's my cousin. But he couldn't hear you. He's deaf." So we laughed for a minute before I finished signing and the UPS guy left. I didn't hang around my parents' long after that. just long enough to finally spray my finished paintings. Robert noticed them as I was on the deck spraying them and asked if I had painted them. When I told that yes, in fact, I had, he was impressed and said "You're good." I just smiled and said thank you. It's always nice to have a compliment on your artwork. I left shortly after 3:30, right after Robert, and right after my brother came home. I was hoping that my husband and I would be able to sit down together and watch our wedding DVD (That was the package) but he had to go to Church. So I haven't watched it yet. maybe we can find the time to watch it when he's not so busy with Church.

Well, since I posted the picture of my fish, I realize how incredibly unorganized my computer room is, not to mention how in need of a serious dusting it is. I think I'll spend my day cleaning and organizing this big mess. We tend to just throw stuff in here when we can't find a better place for it. Sheesh, that's got to stop!!!