| | Yesterday was my second 11 hour work day. Today will be another long day. Money is draining me. I need money. The dentist and the oral surgeon hit me with their extra bills at a sucky time. I called the insurance company to make sure it wasn't a mistake on their part. It wasn't. It seems that I do owe that money. It's not much, but I don't have much - $90. Working 11 hours hasn't been all that bad. Yesterday I was pretty tired all day. And then when I got home I kept falling asleep on the couch. Then I went to bed at 11pm. R followed. I am lately in love with his kisses. I slept heavily. This morning R and I cracked our heads together when an alarm went off. In spite of all the sleepiness and extra working (it's not too bad, I play Scrabble online with Paige  ), I could not bring myself to drink coffee this morning. My head ached and only hot chocolate seemed to be appealing at 7:30 this morning.
Strangely my cat's death has not upset me all that much. I wanted to reflect on her long life and so I wrote all the little things I could remember...but really, now, the days are not any different and it's almost a relief that she is gone. I worried too often that she was suffering in her extreme old age, but I could never get Dad to listen to me.
I have dodged my parents house for a while. Since I went over to my mom with tears over money Sunday, she asked tensely (as she is tense about many things) how I was doing and that I seemed to be falling a part a little bit recently. She seemed skeptical and put off by my ability to bounce back. She seems to feel now that she can't keep up with how things are with me. She was upset when I changed my mind about my job, and now she seems perturbed by how I seemed to "trick" her with being upset and panicky this weekend and now I am not. Isn't it good to be able to put things into perspective and work through them? Why do you think I'm working 11 hour days? I'm getting more money. I'm doing what I can. There is no sense continuing to lament about it. It is very hard to talk to my mother.
R and I, however, we are great. Things couldn't feel better as of late. He wants to go preview Hellboy II on Thursday I think, and to be honest I don't know if I will feel like it or not... I should go, but maybe he will go without me if I choose to not go.
1 hour til I have to be at work and I have not yet taken the quickest shower ever possible.
Have I mentioned how upsetting it is for me to see R putting on his freshly clean work clothes and how no matter my swiftness in removing the clothes from the dryer and promptly hanging them, no matter how much I fought with those damn clothes, they are impossibly wrinkled. It frustrates me to no end! Amy's ability to do laundry - 0! Hahaha
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| | Posted 7/9/2008 8:09 AM - 29 views - 3 comments
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