I Guess I Am The Bad Guy
The End...
The End...
* . The ONLY people allowed to call or text me before 8am are my family, boss, or very good friends. Our (Alumnae Group) President called me at 7:55 and send me a long text, telling me to bring my laptop and then texted me three more times... She is sort of micromanagey, BUT in the end, I think she is lonely and doesn't have a lot of friends. Joyce Meyer, talks about how when she judges and she has to stop and listen.
* . Our event was fun. One of the seeing eye dog trainers was from high school and we were in the marching band so we caught up. I had fun at our event and I was glad I went.
* . The store is hard. We have to read all the labels and there is not a lot out there for Mike and he is upset. A lot of Whole Foods for him and no more Kraft processed cheese, sausage, chips, Mac and cheese, and things like that. It is a whole new learning curve for him...
First a prompt: Were you in any extra curricular clubs in high school? I was a closet member of the band. There were the hardcore members and they STILL meet to watch the videos of the band and still discuss band. The band director has them friended on facebook. Well, that is good for them. I just didn't get into it that much after sophomore year and felt I was sold swampland when I joined. It was not what I thought it would be... So, I talk to those band fanatics, and I have turned down an invite or two, but I know band was MORE for them than just marching on a field...
*. Yeah, I love LJ. I mean I have been here for twenty years. I loved that first journal, the salad days and I wished I hadn't deleted it. Suelicious, snarky_angel, and whatever else I was, I was, and that one was fun but the innocence was gone after the DUI, loss of my day hours, and it just was not a good time. Tough_Doll, aka whoever else I became. Same.
*. Looking into addiction, and I am addicted... A lot of those habits and behaviors are from that and I wasted a lot of years on that. A lot.
*. I think about the twenty years I was on Lj and I only thought I would be a Pizza Hut waitress (not in a bad way), one of those who would work DECADES. I always thought I would live in the same house and know what I knew at that time. Funny how life changes.
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I joined Lj in 2002, looking for a college friend, and got so, so, so much more. Lj has been a great time of meeting new people and sharing thoughts and ideas with them and hopefully someone out there thinking I am funny, sunny, smart, and everything else... I know I have not been at my best, and I had a lot of shit happen. I am sorry for some of the things I said when I really should have kept my mouth shut. I came here a waitress and a mommy with not much else, but this trip has has not left me there. Actually, that is what my novel is about.
I thank the ones who stuck by me. I am sorry to the ones I have hurt, and there have been QUITE a few. I miss the ones who passed on, and there have been a few as well. Sometimes I still stop by Alicia's page and tell her I think of her often. I send Renee love and light and hope she remembers the good times...
I'd like to say here's to twenty more, but I am not sure...
*. They really hit home and I will leave it at that.
*. I did my job yesterday as well as my dad's. It was exhausting. By the time I was downtown, I was tired and didn't do much.
*. My parents are still sick. I haven't gone to see them since they may be positive and I have a husband to take care of, so I am glad I wasn't around them on Friday and was at the ER, as they were sick on Saturday and my mom Sunday. I was barely around her Saturday when I dropped something off for her. She wanted to stay and talk. I felt bad, but I have a lot of things on my plate now. I am glad I got my booster, even though it almost killed me.
*. My morning lessons were sort of tough. I got through them.
*. Today is stop by the township, go downtown, go shopping, work from home, counting money, nap, dinner, and then my long ass motherfucking church meeting where every point is discussed. We get there at 6:30 and walk out at 9:10. Yes, really, so my NAP is crucial after money counting.
*. Is it Saturday afternoon yet?