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Name: Lisa e
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Stepdaughter moved today. Moved south to go to school and to live, I guess!! She's almost 23, it's time I think. Anyway, I kept thinking about that Dixie Chicks song "Wide Open Spaces"
Her mom says "I'm a leavin' my girl!'
too much to post now, more later
went to the interview today. It went well, I was pleased. They didn't ask me questions like "explain for me a time when you dealt with a difficult customer' or "tell me about a time you had a conflict with a co-worker"
great right?
well, let me take you back to about 2001. I was working w/ someone we'll call Eve. We hired the same day, sat in our cubicles next to each other, and really were good friends.
Then my sister started working in a different department. My sister, we'll call her Abby, likes to keep her things nice. So when she parked at worked she parked waaaayyyy in the back and took up 2 spaces. But it was in the back so it didn't really take a parking spot from someone else, you know what I mean.
Well one day Eve and I and some other people were leaving work and Eve said to us all "You know that car (and she described my sisters car)that always parks in the back and takes up 2 spaces?" I started to say "You know that's my sisters car, don't you?" and I got as far as "you know" and she kept talking and said "well I KEYED it this morning when I was walking in" I almost FLIPPED. So of course I told my boss I wanted to be moved, I didn't want a big deal made of it, but I wanted to be moved away from her.
So that same day I talked to my boss, and told Abby, Eve and I were walking out w/ people after work to our cars. And she said "Hey you guys, you know that car... well I BUMPED it today w/ my van". My heart just sank because I knew this would not be good. I'd have to tell my boss and my sister.
Long story short, HR investigated and Eve was let go. Abby and I felt bad, but that wasn't our decision. I think about Eve a lot, we were good friends.
SO after this good interview, they were walking me out and and who should be standing there but EVE!!! I'm not even sure she ever found out that the car was my sisters, or that I told. Although she had to figure it was one of a few people who she had bragged to, told on her.
I KNOW!!
She said hello to me and I greeted her back, etc. If I get hired there, I don't know if I should confront her and say hey, let's not ever speak of this. It was a bad situation, we didn't want you to be fired or we wouldn't have told on you, etc...
But what are the odds!!
too much coffee this morning, but I was enjoying it so much I didn't want to stop. Sleepy now, hope I can nap for about 15 minutes.
This is my hubby last fall at a party.
and this is my mom, a few of my nieces and a nephew.
14 years ago Monday, July 25, hubby and I had our first date. We went to see City Slickers because he asked my sister what I liked in movies and she said COMEDIES! We at at Cattle something or other and he saved me from eating burned brocolli. I can't believe it's been that long. Makes me feel old.
I got an interview for the job working the crappy hours. And there MIGHT be a chance I can get an earlier shift. I'm going to beg them for a P.G.B. (pretty girl break).
We finished moving mils stuff from her old apartment. More exhaustion but it's DONE.Now we just have to go back through all the boxes we brought home. But I've been busy today and loved it.
I should have known it would all go downhill after I bragged about actually feeling good.
This morning at 5 am hubby and I got up because he had to be at work before 6 am. I walked the dogs quickly and was making his lunch, as I always do in the mornings. Out of the blue he walks up to me (bear in mind this is fucking 5 am!)and says "Try not to spend any money today." I think he even said something about not doing any RUNNING AROUND and wasting gas.
I almost freaked. Well I did freak. First off, remember what time it is? 5 am!!! Secondly, I've thought about nothing BUT money for months since I haven't been working. I rarely get luxury, unneccesary items any way especially when I'm not working!! I haven't gotten a haircut or manicure or god forbid a pedicure since APRIL. Which is fine, I"m not complaining. But to have him say it so randomly when I'm barely awake shocked me. I said "Tell me what you mean, what have I gotten or done that I shouldn't have?" he said "nothing, really. But the other day you went to Kohls. I know you didn't buy anything but you wasted gas and put unnecessary miles on the car." I just about died. I mean how random. I needed to get out of the house that day I went to Kohls (about 12 miles away). And I was totally depressed when I got there. I tried on 2 skirts, felt awful in them, and left. And I always have to poop when I go to Kohls and I wasn't even there long enough to have to poop!!
My feelings feel hurt. After having those 2 good days, I've been stuck here at home feeling guilty.
I got a call last week about a job, but the hours were 11-7 which I HATE!! But I guess I'm going to call and ask them to reconsider me. I know those hours will just kill me. But what choice do I have. Husband said maybe I should try it. I just hate working much past 5 or 530. Not to mention I could kiss any hopes of doing MK goodbye. I guess I could do it on the weekends.
This sucks.
I feel good today. I felt good yesterday. If you lived in my head and heart you'd know what 2 consecutive days of feeling ok, dare I say good, means.
Saturday, I had too much time on my hands, bored. Hot. Couldn't use the pool (too green). Just couldn't get very motivated.
But yesterday we went to MIL old apartment to start clearing things out. What an overwhelming task. But both stepdaughters came to help and we just laughed at the old pictures we found, packed, and just did the best we could. We were on the go from 9am til 7 pm. I liked having something to do and not having to do it all alone.
MIL is doing ok in the new nursing home I think. I took her pet poodle that we inheritaded from her to visit. She LOVED that and so did Prince. It was the sweetest thing I've seen, the two of them snuggling! Stepdaughter and I went today and she said at one point, kind of out of the blue, something like 'I'm going to be fine. I'm just so tired'. She said she's too old to get rested up even after she sleeps. I know the feeling!!
So today, even though the phone woke me up at 845, I feel good. I've kept busy and like it. I'm trying not to do too much running around because of the heat and gas prices, but all the running around I've done has kept my mind off feeling so blue and kind of sorry for myself. I gave out some MK gift certificates and that's always fun! And I got some algaecide so the pool isn't so green!
So this has made me realize I do have some control over how I feel. Just working around the house like washing dishes and cleaning doesn't do it. That's all got to be done, but it's not fulfilling. I need a purpose. Rhonda Britten (from that show Starting Over) wrote a book called Change your Life in 30 Days. She talks about passion being like the gas in your car, and your purpose being the key that turns the car on. Interesting. Things that make ya go hmmm.
My husband took his laptop into the bathroom to poop the other day. I couldn't believe it. I mean, sure I occasionally grab a book or magazine but the laptop. he cracks me up.
Stepdaughters pap smear came back abnormal. She has to go see a specialist. Her mom died of Leukimia, so I'm fearing something awful. This will kill my hubby, if anything happened to her.
What next?
1988 was a good year for me, especially the summer. Ironic because it was a drought and I grew up on a farm so it was a horrible year for my folks for the farm.
But it was good for me. I felt confident. I was going to summer school at Indiana University, living w/ friends and meeting new ones. And for one of the few times in my life, I got the guy I was after. Turns out that wasn't a good thing at all. Later it got icky, and I got broke financially due to my own stupidity. And my grades were horrible. I just didn't get it, any of it. But for a while it was good. I just remember feeling almost invincible. I was very nearly fearless! I remember walking up to a maintance worker on campus and asking what were these things he was hanging up. They were Japanese beetle catcher things. I was so curious I didn't care what he thought. And he was nice, I think he turned a little red from shyness.
It was like I was temporarily insane towards the end of the summer. I felt alone, confused, paralysed. Why is it that one of the best times in life is so closely followed by the worst times? I almost can't enjoy the good times.
Of course, now I'm married to the bes man ever so it doesn't matter about the guy. But the money and grades situation at that time scarred me for life.
And every time I smell hot asphalt I think of that summer, because they were repaving our apartment complex parking lot.
Heavy stuff.
What cures lethargy, depression and overall boredom?
It's not sleep.
Cocktails help but not much anymore.
siggghhh.
MIL is moving into a new nursing home tomorrow. Maybe we can get some sleep.
I applied for many new jobs over the weekend online. Got one call right away yesterday but can't do the hours they wanted.
I have my weekly MK meeting tonight. They're always fun, but I feel like it requires so much effort to go! I'm always glad once I get there, though. That could be what cures this feeling I have.
THe humidity is finally down to almost tolerable. I finally shut the a/c off because I was tired of hearing it whirr and blow. Hubby cranks it when he's home.
Peace out all
