See I have this thing where I can be a morning person or I can be a people person. Without serious amounts of caffeine, I cannot be both at the same time. And on the way to work this morning, whoever is the Patron saint of stupid drivers played a very nasty game with me. At least five times, driver moved in front of me and went so freaking slow it was like trying to pluck someone bald one hair at a time. One very special idiot slid out in front of me and then slammed on his brakes cause me to to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting him. And one even more special idiot actually stopped in the middle of the street (Slowly instead of slamming on his/her brakes thank God) and thought it was a good idea to throw their car into reverse to try and get back to the street that they bypassed. I mean really? REALLY???
I spent only a few minutes this morning squinting my eyes and pretending to pop Deedadee's head like a pimple. For this I pride myself because if I don't actually squint my eyes and try, I spend copious amounts of time doing so in my head. And my imagination is a dangerous place for some people to find themselves in.
I'm not going to say work went good because honestly, work always goes well and I'm pretty sure people are getting sick of listening to me praise my job. I only do it because I love it so much.
Like a quarter to three my x-inlaw tried to tank my day. Texting me and asking me what time the kids had to be at the church for their performance. I mean really?? We have been going over this since Last Saturday!! You asked me when was the performance. Then you asked me what time they had to be there. Then you asked me if I was going to come get the kids to take them to practice. Then you asked them if I was coming to pick them up after practice. Then you had my daughter call me and ask me to bring her clothes. Then on the day of the performance you asked me again, what time they had to be there less than a half an hour before they had to be there when you live a good forty minutes away.
*Bangs head against a wall repeatedly* I love my extended former family. I love my extended former family. I do not want to sell my extended former family to West Indian pirates and condemn them to hard labor for the rest of their lives. I love my extended former family... Maybe if i keep chanting this over and over it will sound like the truth...
Side note: The ex called my mom after the performance which he stayed to watch AND got them there EARLY for... he liked it. Now he sees why I am so adamant that they continue it. Yay!! Point to me!! Hell point to him for actually getting them there without me have a major meltdown via phone and text!
But in my little world I was kinda stressed about the performance when I was at work because I wasn't sure they were going to get there and like always when I'm stressed, I really really want a cigarette. I don't smoke and usually it sends me into a coughing fit almost bad enough to call an ambulance when someone is stupid enough to hand me a ciggy so what did I do? Naturally, I reached for P's e-cig and took a huge puff. And she uses the highest level of nicotine you can buy.
OH MY GOD!!! In the one giant and two tiny puffs I took, my stress level dropped by more than half and my desire to make myself two cinnamon breads and go rape the McDonalds across the street vanished! I wasn't hungry, I did not want to eat my anger away and I lost my anger! I am SO going to get me an e-sig on Friday when I get paid. Oh my effing god! And I felt good for the rest of the day. Also Joe is like the greatest male friend that I could have because he actually could see the stress on my face and did the one thing that I wish more people in my life would do when I get that angry.... he hugged me. Just a simple hug. A transference of good energy to someone riddled with bad energy. He saw me approaching level three of pissed and rerouted it. He's awesome! I do try to tell people that are close to me that if you can see it on my face there is a choice to be made. Try and deflate, or try and escape. Most people choose escape and leave me to blow up. He chose to deflate. Very Awesome and very brave.
So I got off work and went to get dinner for Mommy and I because by then P had left the store and taken her e-sig with her so the hunger was slowly edging it's way back. talked with her for awhile then tried to leave before I got locked in with the rest of the convicts...er patients and failed. Was told to go by Wal-mart for a couple of things before going home and of course I went strait home and got my shoes off and was in the process of taking off the pants and shirt when I remembered where I was supposed to be. Got redressed and went to Wally World.
And the chronicles of chapstick continue because they have yet another new flavor of chapstick out....
OMG!! Grape to meet you?!?!? That is soo cute!! And I made myself feel instantly old because I opened it and tried it so I could decide if I wanted to indulge my obsession and buy three more and the girl asked me how it was. I told her it tasted like Big league chew bubble gum. She just stared at me blankly. She had no idea what I was talking about. So finally I said it was like grape kool-aid and she said "Oh yeah!" I felt so old. So very very very old.... It's rare that I feel that old...
In other personal life news. I think I am on the verge of a fight with one of my dearest friends because it looks like to her that I don't have time for her anymore which is simply not true. I just have a lot of things going on and new doors in my life opening up and conversation even on it's most basic level has fallen to the wayside. At least fifteen people tell me that I have all but dropped off the earth as far as conversation is concerned. I'm slowly getting them to understand that if you text me I will normally answer but I rarely have time for phone calls. I try but mostly when I'm not working, I'm trying to cram a whole lotta shit into a very few hours because my body tends to shut down on me and I fall asleep and NOTHING gets done so if you call me and I'm not all there, it's because I'm really not. I'm in a thousand different places. I've actually already had two friends basically cut me off. I don't want to lose the friend that I think I am on the verge of losing but I might if I can't get them to understand I don't love them any less I just have somethings that are pulling me in a slightly different direction than I used to travel in.
I am going to finish undressing and hit the mattress. It's been a long day and tomorrow will be a long one tomorrow. It will be long all week except for Wednesday.
So goodnight bloggers! Stay frosty!!
Ciao!
