Must be passing fall and going straight into winter. I heard that the black hills were getting their first snow. We got an rain, wind and lightning storm which hit a couple of transformers leaving us in the dark from 6 – 9 this evening. Boy, what a mess. Had to pull out the camping propane stove so I could finish dinner … which we gave last rites since it ended up overcooked and no sauce. Oh well, will try again next month.
This morning I made a decision, one I kind of made last night, that no matter who doesn’t like it, I am going to live my life. Not on the terms of others who think I am kind of nuts, nor of those who think I am well and am putting up a fake front. I know my body and what I can’t take when it comes to medication and I know that I don’t like my life spread around for all to take in. I am not a people person, of that I really know. Sure I am loving and caring, but to that industry I can not go. So I have decided that a hermit’s life if for me (at least 300 days of the year) so I can work the way I want, with no more controlling people or piers.
I have just gotten off the phone from my hubster. He has been wanting to come home ever since his childhood friend asked him to come out. Now they are finally getting ready to come home … sort of.
My husband is fastidious when it comes to cleaning and getting things done right. On the first his friend is far worse about that. Neither like a dirty place nor a cluttered one. HOWEVER, his friend was suppose to finish the kitchen floor seven years ago, when hubby arrived it was still in the same state as he left it seven years ago. This guy is an engineer an instead of measuring twice and getting it done he is constantly measuring and changing things. They were suppose to leave yesterday and then this morning to come home. My husband said that the guy not only is not packed but he hasn’t showered after cleaning the house (again!) Now being clean is a good thing, but this is ridiculous. I have a feeling they won’t be leaving until tomorrow, if then … I wish him luck!
What ever happened to the days when people went out of their way to be friendly and helpful, when customers could contact someone in person or by phone if there was a problem, where sellers didn’t treat you like you had a disease and actually knew that you are the one paying for THEIR services and product rather than believing that they are “God’s gift” and you should worship the ground they walked on! Just saying. I ordered a CD for my Art studio containing the contents of 36 books. It was suppose to have arrived no later than the 24th. It is now the 28th, so I went to the contact seller place and guess what! No contact information just vague questions and answers. I am a business woman and would be sure to keep in contact with my clients ESPECIALLY if there were a problem. This is my rant for the week.
Funny how one forgets the foolishness of youth! I DON’T drink, yet I do keep a couple wine coolers back for company (IE Mom). Those have been in my cupboard for over1 1/2 years now. I was so keyed up yesterday that instead of taking a 1/3 of a cup with Ice, I drank down a whole bottle. Needless to say I woke up with a migraine, an upset stomach and cotton mouth.
I swore that I would never overindulge again, yet I ignored that promise and paid the piper for it. So today will be a slow day since I have to drive my son home from Rapid tomorrow which means early down and no hangovers. Chores will help (laundry, baskets, and a few other things) keep me occupied. Some gal called me up and asked if I had time to go over some items and I flat out said this was one of my “Bad days” instead of saying “hangover.”
I do have good and bad days, usually brought on by stress and being around people. This year seems to be more stressful than most. I need to work to pay off some bills which are hanging over me (no help for hubster there) plus I promised my friend. Not next year though! I am having issues with the whole being in public thing again. Just wish I could handle it better, then I wouldn’t need the wine coolers for a crutch to get me wound down!
I know I should get things done today and tomorrow, but I am having issues. My stomach is really acting up and I am (again) having trouble sleeping. I know I should be digging out my paints, reeds or the like, but every time I think about it something pops its head out and I find myself having to do things I did not plan on. I know I should tell visitors “no” and take the proverbial phone off the hook, but that isn’t always as effective as one might think. I have a neighbor down the block who always shows up unannounced for coffee (wither or not it is ready or I am in the middle of projects. A lady who always wants me to go for coffee with her and my other work that the hubster keeps piling up for me to do. Boy, I could use a wine cooler right about now! One wild berry mix please! Any way, I do hope your days/evenings are doing better than mine lately!