Another Monday
Yup, the weekend just passes too fast, especially since I only get Sunday off. At least I like my job, which is more then other people can say.
First off, my heart goes out to the roomie, on the loss of Zelda. She really was the amazing fish that she described in her LJ. She really did play and jump out of the water...she really was kewl. This would be the point that I have a memory right? Well, this is mine. The roomie went out of town for Christmas, and Zelda was left in my care. I had worked over a 12hr day that Friday before Christmas, and came home at 9:30pm to feed the animals and such, and when I went into her room, Zelda was motionless. I was sorta freaking out, she wouldn't move for me at all. She was in her house, so had she passed away in there, there was no way for her to float upside down or anything, so I really wasn't sure. I went to the freezer close to tears and grabbed her bloodworms, figuring that it was the one thing to make her move. I dropped a piece in there.........nothing.......I waited......maybe about 20 seconds, fear bubbling up the whole time........finally the little shit came out to eat...I can't even explain my relief. I know that it would have been horrible to have to tell her that Zelda died, right at Christmas...but I guess she was just playing with me...again, little shit. She really was a cool fish, and she will be missed as a part of our house. RIP Zelda Ridley.
Other then that, nothing major has been going on, working as usual, the hubby is sick so we didn't do anything this weekend. Reading the roomies LJ about her classes field trip going so well, and egos dropping reminded me of band. In high school, when we went on trips, it really didn't matter who you hung out with at school, everyone was everyones friend pretty much. We all had something in common though, being band geeks, so I am glad that this group of young adults had the opportunity to be themselves and not have to keep up apperances of the "gang life." Maybe there is less bad in these kids then I see that there is. They all just need a safe place where they are accepted for who they are, not what gang or group they hang with. It was a happy message for me.
Kinda getting excited about getting down to Winnipeg for a few days. It will be nice to see some family, except for the conversation that my sis and I will be having about my younger siblings. I'm not planning on ever elaborating on that conversation to outside my family, just suffice to say thats the only thing about going on this trip I'm not looking forward to. Aside from leaving my kitties of course.
Sometimes, I think that I have more bad/depressed days then good ones...gotta shake that feeling. Its hard to try and balance everything, and I try to be everything to everyone, and still make myself happy. I mean, what isn't there to like about my life really? I have a great job, a loving, wonderful hubby, a house and 2 cars, 4 "kids" to love me unconditionally...sure my family has their problems, but man oh man, sometimes, I just want to curl up in bed a cover my head...for days...make everything good and bad go away. Not like I am chronically depressed or anything, maybe more just numb, on autopilot. It doesn't help that on a more regular basis, my joints have been aching. That causing me a lot of problems too I guess. When I go to see the doctor, I am gonna ask him his opinion on medical marijuana. Maybe he will just laugh. At least I can say I already know that it works, and that it helps me sleep. *shrug* *sigh* I'm just on a downswing right down, and everything down goes up..or at least plateaus eventually. Yup...
Over and Out.
First off, my heart goes out to the roomie, on the loss of Zelda. She really was the amazing fish that she described in her LJ. She really did play and jump out of the water...she really was kewl. This would be the point that I have a memory right? Well, this is mine. The roomie went out of town for Christmas, and Zelda was left in my care. I had worked over a 12hr day that Friday before Christmas, and came home at 9:30pm to feed the animals and such, and when I went into her room, Zelda was motionless. I was sorta freaking out, she wouldn't move for me at all. She was in her house, so had she passed away in there, there was no way for her to float upside down or anything, so I really wasn't sure. I went to the freezer close to tears and grabbed her bloodworms, figuring that it was the one thing to make her move. I dropped a piece in there.........nothing.......I waited......maybe about 20 seconds, fear bubbling up the whole time........finally the little shit came out to eat...I can't even explain my relief. I know that it would have been horrible to have to tell her that Zelda died, right at Christmas...but I guess she was just playing with me...again, little shit. She really was a cool fish, and she will be missed as a part of our house. RIP Zelda Ridley.
Other then that, nothing major has been going on, working as usual, the hubby is sick so we didn't do anything this weekend. Reading the roomies LJ about her classes field trip going so well, and egos dropping reminded me of band. In high school, when we went on trips, it really didn't matter who you hung out with at school, everyone was everyones friend pretty much. We all had something in common though, being band geeks, so I am glad that this group of young adults had the opportunity to be themselves and not have to keep up apperances of the "gang life." Maybe there is less bad in these kids then I see that there is. They all just need a safe place where they are accepted for who they are, not what gang or group they hang with. It was a happy message for me.
Kinda getting excited about getting down to Winnipeg for a few days. It will be nice to see some family, except for the conversation that my sis and I will be having about my younger siblings. I'm not planning on ever elaborating on that conversation to outside my family, just suffice to say thats the only thing about going on this trip I'm not looking forward to. Aside from leaving my kitties of course.
Sometimes, I think that I have more bad/depressed days then good ones...gotta shake that feeling. Its hard to try and balance everything, and I try to be everything to everyone, and still make myself happy. I mean, what isn't there to like about my life really? I have a great job, a loving, wonderful hubby, a house and 2 cars, 4 "kids" to love me unconditionally...sure my family has their problems, but man oh man, sometimes, I just want to curl up in bed a cover my head...for days...make everything good and bad go away. Not like I am chronically depressed or anything, maybe more just numb, on autopilot. It doesn't help that on a more regular basis, my joints have been aching. That causing me a lot of problems too I guess. When I go to see the doctor, I am gonna ask him his opinion on medical marijuana. Maybe he will just laugh. At least I can say I already know that it works, and that it helps me sleep. *shrug* *sigh* I'm just on a downswing right down, and everything down goes up..or at least plateaus eventually. Yup...
Over and Out.