Archive for May, 2010


>Time for bed

>Sitting here trying to think of something to say while I stuff myself with Milk Duds®. I can’t even of what I wanted to post earlier. Here’s the thing, on the train in the morning, I always am thinking of what I want to post, normally I get my phone out and send an e-mail here to post. This morning I was just so tired I didn’t. I kept thinking about all day and never did, and now I don’t remember.

The shower is leaking, D can’t do anything to fix it right now because he is still recovering from his surgery. I did my hair last night so I needed to wash it tonight, I figured the best thing to do would be to go to the gym. Then I decided since I was going to the gym I should work out and now my legs are sore.

Well, I am just rambling here so I will say goodnight.

>All better

>Just needed a day away, time to myself and time with myself and Em. Had lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant and just kind of wandered around.

I have come full circle

from angry about him not giving me the books, to hurt that he wouldn’t give me MY books, to acceptance/indifference/apathy (yes I am aware that indifference and apathy are the same thing, but there are nuances of difference in the two, don’t make me get out my dictionary). When he told me this morning where the books were I told him I didn’t want them anymore. He said he was sorry but I’m not sure he really got it. That it was never about the books, it was about the lack of respect for me and whats mine.

Of course, I can’t demand respect, it has to be earned, and I thought I had, I guess not, I guess I am not clever enough for him to respect me. Good thing that I am not going to be living there forever. I can’t wait to leave.

That is another thing, this business with Gov. Dave (quite possibly the stupidest governor in the history of NYS) has me thinking that my plans to move out will be pushed back indefinitely and that has me annoyed. The worst part is the not knowing, not knowing what is going to happen. Some people say it is not going to happen, but I worry, its my life you know, he is messing with my life.

Another little rant

This time about Tigger, I ordered two books one for him and one for me, only he kept both of them. This time he has just gone TOO far and I want my book. Actually now I want both of them and he can have them when he pays me for them.

I don’t know why I am so angry, I don’t normally get angry like this. I hope I calm down before morning because I really don’t want to start screaming and yelling. That would certainly not help things with D recovering from surgery and all.

Tomorrow is a Manhattan day, maybe that is what is wrong, it has been too long since I have been able to wander about Manhattan with Em. Talk to you later.

I wanted to send this on my train ride in but I couldn’t connect. To anything, NY Times, Twitter or e-mail. I also wasn’t getting any text updates and the e-mail icon wasn’t showing up. I was perplexed, thought maybe it was being on the train that was doing it. So I tried it when I got into work. I could send and receive text messages, but couldn’t go ‘online’. I sat there and stared at my phone, then I thought, it’s a mini computer, when you have a problem with your big computer you reboot. So I pressed the power button and got the shut down, airplane mode, or restart screen. So I touched restart. Problem solved. 

What I want to rant about is people who decide they have to disturb you. This morning there were a few seats open, nice seats with nothing on them and plenty of room. This woman decides she has to sit with me. So while I am playing with my phone, trying to get it to work, I have to stop and pick up my stuff so she can sit there.

People drive me crazy.

— Sent from my Palm Pre

>Tomorrow in Manhattan

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I have a meeting to go to tomorrow, my former boss Gary (not his real name), will be there. I am NOT coming back to the office.

The only potential snag is my current boss may tell me I have to come back, pfft is what I say to that, and to him. Unfortunately, someone from my office is coming with me. He will be told, I have some things to take care of, what I won’t tell him is what it is I am taking care of.

D should be home tomorrow, which shouldn’t affect my ‘business’ in Manhattan. I hope to scan my postcard tomorrow for Friday’s post. See you later.

>D’s surgery was Tuesday, just in case you didn’t notice the time on my last post. Today is my regular day off/pass day. So I got to sit here and watch the Yankees game (day game), I missed the first hour or so cause I had to go to the store so I missed a couple home runs.

Em came home to get Tigger to take him up to DCC to register then I think they are going up to see D. Em says he is really not feeling well and not looking well. His sugar was up so he is being kept for another night. So not good but I guess better in the long run.

Now I have to go off and see about dinner.

>Surgery done

>D had his surgery today. Em took him up to the hospital, she told me his scheduled time was 12:30 p.m. She also told me, “The kids still think I didn’t know.” I can keep a secret from everyone but her.

Later she sent me a text saying his surgery had been pushed back 2 hours. He didn’t get to his room, after surgery until around 8:00. He might not be coming home tomorrow. It doesn’t matter I am still off tomorrow.

Not much else to say, late and I need to sleep. Catch you later.

>Today is better and worse then yesterday.

>Better because I remembered my hair clips and cord for my phone. Worse because I overslept and am now 2 hours late. Yes you read that correctly. I woke up wondering why my alarm wasn’t going off and looked at my clock, thought it was after 6 so I checked my phone and it was 16 minutes after the train I should catch and 3 minutes before the train I usually catch. So I rolled over, briefly considered not going to work today, after about 30 more minuted dragged my sorry butt out of bed and got ready for work and am now headed to NYC. Catch you later folks.

>Missed the deadline

>I meant to get back here before midnight to do another quick post but I forgot. Now I have to go to bed.

What I wanted to post was that D and the kids gave Em her anniversary present, an iPad. It was a surprise (wink). I wasn’t the one that gave it away, I will have to ask her later if she knew what was in the box, I haven’t had a chance to talk to her without anyone around. If she did know, she put on a wonderful act and D and the kids are so proud of themselves.