7:30 am
I very much
need to write this morning so I can vent. I woke up this morning, and in fact
the past several mornings really feeling like life sucks. And it is not like
there is a lot of reason for feeling that way. And it is not a great thing to
start the day thinking. Like – life sucks and I really really do not want to
get out of bed. Yesterday was the Hartsbrook fair and to tell the truth it went
very well and was fun. Today is the MSWF meeting (first of the season!) and I really
really really do not want to go. I dread checking email in case there are
messages related. I have done absolutely nothing to get ready for it. Well,
yesterday I decided not to worry about it and just look at it as the first
meeting when we figure out what we need to start doing. Still it sucks. And, by
the way, I have some sort of sore on the side of the tip of my middle left
finger that hurts when I hit keys – especially the e and the d. and e is pretty
darn common. I don’t like it when things hurt. It is annoying. Meanwhile the
house is really really really a bad mess, and I have Tigger to deal with bc K
is off helping with hurricane relief in MD and NJ. They started off in MD but
then were not needed so they moved on to NJ. How can they not need help? But maybe
they have a lot of people. Anyway, he has gone off and left me to deal with
this dog. He is supposed to go in the bathroom during the day so he does not
need his diaper on, but he has figured out how to put the board across so he
can get out. And when he is in there, I know he is pooping – he must then “clean
it up” himself, and we know what that means, bc there are remnants and it
smells. Oh boy. I don’t know what K plans to do when we go to NC for xma.
I just
feel so glum. Too much to do? Too many responsibilities? Too many worries and
concerns? Too little of what I need in terms of replenish time – which for me
means time alone? I think it is really really really (seeing a pattern here?)
sad that I feel like I have too many responsibilities and worries. As if. So let
me walk in Bill McKibbons’ shoes for a while.
In about
45 mins I must drive my nieghbor into town to catch a bus to Boston. It would make
perfect sense to then drop the stuff from the fair at the rental house, but I don’t
think I will do that. I had better instead get back here and work on whatever I
need to do for the fair meeting. I can drop stuff at the house after the
meeting. Then somehow I must enter all the Thursday lab’s urine data into the
excel sheets and make tables and graphs. I already did it for the Monday lab. That
is so that Monday and Tuesday I can work on grading the tables they turned in,
bc after TG they need to turn in graphs that they come up with. I feel like I need
a little more direction about grading all this data presentation stuff. There are
often lots of ways it could be presented and I am not that great at evaluating
the best way. I can think about what I would prefer, but I need some ideas of whether
there are conventions I am not aware of.
So that
all sucks. Oh. And. Last night after the fair, I had arranged to meet up with A
the granddaughter of Dad’s Yale chum who lived in Singapore. So the granddaughter
is now at Smith, and finally we connected, because her mom wanted her to buy
something from me for her friend at Brown. She is spending TG with her in
Dallas. Long story. Anyway, I finally connected with her and we arranged to
meet at Thornes, then I would take her out to dinner. Fair ended, I packed up
(took forever, but I was just taking my time, packing stuff carefully) drove
home, unloaded the bunny and some stuff, but kept the things for her to look
through. Drove to NoHo. Got there, found a place in the parking garage, and
realized I had left, not only my purse, but even the fanny pack with all the $
from the fair at home. Oh brother suckola. But A had already left to meet me. I
waited at Thornes, and finally she arrived and I had to explain the whole
thing. Well I must say she is actually quite quick. She first said that she had
money for eating. I didn’t want her to pay, then she reminded me that she was
going to buy something from me. Well that would give me money to buy her supper
so I felt ok. We went to the car for her to look at stuff and she chose a hat
and then wanted a bunny but she wants it blue and I only have a bit of blue
yarn, no bunny, so I am going to make a bunny for her. Another task to get done…….
Then we went to Local Burger. She wanted something American. That is always
tricky bc what is after all American food?? And then she ended up paying and not
letting me pay out of what she gave me for the stuff. It was awkward. Well, she
is very nice and I will have to figure out some ways to bring her to Amherst or
something.
So what
the fuck else? I guess pretty much right now I need to: eat breakfast, take my
psillium oh joy, feed buns, get to work writing up some stuff for the fair
meeting, in the middle there take my neighbor to town. Ok. Then at 12:30 I’ll go to the meeting,
which thank goodness is at the Manor house. And meanwhile I must also deal with
the dog. And bring in some firewood. And some time at some point I need to look
into L’s room and see if there is stuff that needs to be moved. If any of it is
K’s, well, he is blasting home (possibly with L) at some ungodly hour Monday
night/Tues morning, then he has a full day of work Tues. His usual style.
Oh, one
more part of my weekend, which may help with why I am feeling fairly miserable:
Friday I got home, left work pretty early. I went out to get the car to do some
errands - things I needed for the fair,
and also to pick up the rental house stuff, oh, and I needed to get to the bank
before it closed at 5. So it was around 4:30. And when I went out, I found one
tire was really low. One of the studded snow tires we just had mounted on rims
and put on. I decided rather than change the tire myself, or call AAA which
would mean waiting forever, I would go up to Classic and see if they could
help. They were so so very nice. They tried to fill it, but there was a leak. He
tried to fix it, but couldn’t so he put on the spare and did not charge a penny
which is so nice of them. But now I must bring the damn car back to NoHo to the
tire place and get them to fix it. WHEN??????
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