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| Today's entry is brought to you by the the letter D...D as in Dysfunctional, Distracted, disinterested, dumb, doomed (?)...
Beginning with DYSFUNCTIONAL: My father called a few weeks ago and mentioned he and the wifey were heading this way (from Georgia) for a visit. Tat they would like to stop in on Sunday and hang out with us and possibly spend the night. (i had baaaad feelings about this) He said they would be here sometime late morning, nap for a bit then we could hang out (ok?, come over to sleep?)
Fast forward to this weekend... THE weekend. Saturday started at 5:12 when kiddo woke me up, she was looking green! She spent the next 6 hours alternating form the couch to the bathroom. poor kid. I called the traveling duo to inform them of the situation. We decided that if kiddo felt better they would continue the journey, they would call later to check on her. -they never called. They did, however, call Sunday to say they would be here at 2...Then at 11:30, while i was running a few errands, they called to say they would be here at 12. CRAP! i was at least 30 min away from home as it was with out taking into account check out time....I managed to get mom hobbled into the car (another story) and kiddo secured and beat the traveling pair to my house by 10 minutes.
They were tired and i understand that but, instead of visiting and chatting, checking out the latest entries into the kiddo's "special box of stuff" or even checking out the newest pix i had of her spring show at school...THEY DRAGGED OUT THE LAPTOP! and spent the next hour looking at e-mail, websites and chatting with other people on line. WTF??? Dad studied the phone book looking for a place to go eat for like an hour...Kiddo gave up and went to my mom's room to play a computer game and i just sat there trying to make polite conversation and trying not to ask them what the hell they were thinking.
We went to a crappy dinner where my dad - whom i thought used to be slightly more tactful- stretched across the table to eat off my plate. When we got home and i was making the bed for them with new, clean sheets he just stood there watching me and yammering on about work, not offering to help even to hand me the pillow next to him. The wifey was back on the computer. They ended up going to bed at 6:30. Leaving me, mm and kiddo to watch a movie...
THEN IT HAPPENED! I had to go in the bathroom on my side of the apartment... my bedroom door was not fully closed... My dad was not fully CLOTHED! EWEWEWEWEW!!!!! they were sleeping NAKED.IN.MY.BED!!! how freaking nasty...i may burn the sheets and i sure as hell Lysoled the mattress. SO RUDE! i could not believe it.
Then they didn’t even have the decency to get up this morning to say good bye. I was a freaking holiday inn...
not impressed
Oh and kiddo and I are going there for a week in August... ACK!
Next DISTRACTED: I am. Totally. maybe its the new office (yup, i have an office now...and a title...ACCOUNTS PAYABLE, unfortunately i don’t have a new paycheck) but i have been so distracted when i get home that i forget when shows i really like are on, i forget to make my dinner until I'm getting ready for bed, i forget to call people. I just cant keep it straight and I'm not even that overwhelmed or busy, its more like I'm empty and there is just nothing there...UNTIL i try to fall asleep, then my mind races with dumb shit i cant do until the next day...but i forget....
On to DISINTERESTED: this sort of goes with the distracted, it is how i feel about books, movies, going out... i feel flat today...maybe its from sleeping on the fold out last night, i got maybe 4 hours, but not 4 straight hours. I was up more then i was asleep and it sucked...its also like 90 here and really humid since it was supposed to rain every day for the past 2 weeks but has not managed more than a sticky film in the air. yuk. it is sapping my energy and my give a damn....
DUMB....I'm repeating past moves and claiming them new. no one is interested or shows any faith in my decision and it has me second guessing myself, which i hate because then i get real negative about me and my ability as a -mother, person, employee, marketable relationship haver.... everything, i just feel dumb and negative on me....
And finally, DOOMED: to continue on the path that has not gotten me ahead, but more often finds me flat on my butt, trying to start over with less and less each time...
im sorry you were so tired tonight.... i sort of needed some pep talk time, something reassuring...some sort of verbal hug... | | |
| Housework can hurt!My mother fell down the stairs the other night.
She walked down to the laundry room (on the other side of the apartment complex-3 min walk). She was gone for like 20 minutes, i was wondering where she was but thought maybe she was waiting for a washer -she's polite, she will give some one 15 minutes after the washer stops to remember the laundry and come remove it.
Finally she come hobbling in looking very close to tears.. So like a good daughter I ask with mild interest what was wrong? She says she fell going down the stairs...then shows me her ankle... IT.IS.HUGE! We had to cut off her sock. It seriously looked like she had an orange stuck to her foot. As im freaking out over the possibility of it being broken she mentions that i will have to go move the laundry to the dryer in 35 minutes... ???
Yes she fell down the stairs, exploded her ankle, slammed her chest into the laundry basket and STILL managed to put the clothes in the washer and hobble home... thats dedication!
I finally convinced her (nagged her in to submission) to go to the doctor, the next afternoon. After x-rays and poking it a few times they sent her home with some pain/anti swelling pills and an air cast, nothing broken. It is still pretty swollen, her toes are huge and sort of cartoon looking, but it looks a lot better. Unfortunately her shoe is to tight and bruised her foot today and her heel is more purple than the crayon i found in the couch, but nothing is broken. 
Which is really good, because that would have been really rough... she was miserable being grounded for 3 days, weeks of not driving (yep, her right foot) and being cooped up would have driven us both mad....
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| What do you take for granted in life?
I just answered this Featured Question, you can answer it too!
Time... I assume there will always be more of it waiting for me, allowing me to ignore or put off the truely important things, like playing video games with my kid or actually going to bed and sleeping, for the "important" things like dishes and paperwork that will really still be waiting for you tomorrow while your kiddo has other plans. I assume i can tell you how i feel and how much i love you tomorrow because right now im to busy doing something i wont remember in a week. Im to busy to call you or send a card because i have to do this or that stupid chore. I rationalize it by saying here will be time tomorrow to tell you how i feel....There will always be time later...until there isn't any more time and i find myself sitting here missing you and only having a memory of you and all the time we did have and all the time i let slip away...
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| hiStayed home with a sick kiddo. She has a nasty cold that woke us up at 3 with coughing fit that turned sour after a few minutes, thankfully she made it to the bathroom before loosing it. The cat was funny during the whole thing, he kept head bumping her while she was crying and he jumped on the edge of the sink to pat her head when it was all over. Then he horked up a hairball on my floor just to make sam feel better i guess. After cleaning everyone up and tucking them back in it was after 5. So we stayed home and chilled today. Watched Labyrinth and played games. I hope tonight goes a little smoother...
On another note, I got a call from the witch from work this evening. Seems our server died today and wont be replaced until friday. SOOO i have the option to stay home tomorrow "if i want" because there is nothing i can do with out a computer. Now i need to decide if i can afford to give up two days in my paycheck versus adding another day of BS and heightened stress from the lack of productivity in the den of negativity i call work. I'm pretty sure i'm staying home and tweaking my resume.
OOOHH Top Chef Finale...
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| Damn IT!With everyone paying bills on line and sending e-mail, I think the post office has forgotten how to actually handle mail. I mailed my car payment 3 weeks ago and no one has seen it since. AND i had to scramble to pay it on line, LATE with a $20 fee...damn it. | | |
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