Swimming Obsession

I would have blogged sooner, but it doesn't feel like I've had any time! I've been going to the Y after work and swimming, and then I go home and ravenously eat dinner, then collapse into bed for 9 hours of uninterupted sleep. I guess I should changed my blog title to the days are kinda long, the nights are not... or something like that.

Before swimming, I was having a seriously bad time sleeping. I'd sit there and listen to the creeks and groans, gurgles ane belches of the house, mostly gurgles and bleches. We have and old house with an ancient boiler/pipe/radiator heating system, and it has the gastro-intestional issues that you might expect of a 73 yr old boiler. Once in a while it even farts. Then I listen to the cats.. Leela at my feet licking and licking and licking off the traces of human stink like her life depends on it. I hear Nibbler roaming around looking for curlers or napkins or anything else that could satisfy her nocturnal hunting cravings. I'd usually hear the scratching of the tree limbs on the roof & windowpanes, the cars going by, and the train at exactly 2:35 every single night. Now, it's all over. I hear myself saying something like "uh, I just need to put... my... head... down for... a second... zzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzz z z z zzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" and then I wake up to the obnoxous-as-ever bitching of my alarm clock.

It's SOOOO weird. I mean, no bathroom trips, not drinks of water, no desire to check my email and play with my neopets at 4 am. It's different... and it's all attributed to my new found obsession. Swimming. Or, floating & kicking, or dodging kids in the water.. which ever the Y has in store for me each day. Yesterday my swimming session was cut short because a kid shit in the pool. At least, I think it was a kid. The only other ones in the pool were one 40 something woman, about four 13 yr old boys, and a 10 year old. All of us too old to be shitting in the pool if you ask me.. but anyway it somehow happened and we were ordered out of the pool so it could be treated with harsh poo-neutralizing chemicals. I guess today it's suppose to be okay to go back in. Really I think it would have been fine last night if they just had flung the crap out & let it be. It has enough chlorine in it to make Nibbler sniff me for about 2 hours when I come home even after showering a niiiice long shower and washing with my new champagn & strawberry body wash. I can still smell the chlorine coming out of my pores the next day. Shouldn't that stuff be able to kill the crap-germs???

Anyway. I will blog again. As soon as I apple puts out a waterproof iBook with wifi. Oooohh that'd be slick. I should invent a floating laptop cover/holder... I bet a lot of people would be all about working from home, in the pool. Even if it would actually suck in practice, just the idea of IMing your boss from the pool and telling her how swamped you are would be enough to sell a few iFloats, iThink. Ohh even better yet, IM her from a SWAMP and tell her how swamped you are, then it wouldn't even be a lie. Muha. Muha. Muhaaaaa.

Splish, Splash, iM Out.