Today started out great. Woke up at 7am and peacefully enjoyed the warmth of my bed until a little while later when I decided to crawl out from under the comfortable covers and get ready for work. It was a very laid back morning filled with borrowing Danielle's belt, playing with the pups and going to get me a peach tea before a sunny "good morning sunshine" sort of morning. Well, mostly Rebecca and I talked about Cory and shared some breakfast potato thingies. I'm quite excited about Cory. Then, Cheryl talked to us about how she knew so-and-so and hung out with John Travolta when so-and-so dated him back in the day when she was a new actress and he was young. It was primarily a good day.
Until I became bombarded with LM / FMS Location Requests. About 3, I felt myself become so overwhelmed that I wanted to cry. In addition, I had not heard from my dinner date whom I had texted at noon, one-forty and then at three-thirty gave up on in the least threatening text. Whatever. The person bails so frequently, we have not seen each other in nearly 3 months. Well, I was seen last weekend. But we passed each other in our cars and I was oblivious to the world outside me. No big deal but I'm pissed that I get accused of being the bailer when I was one being bailed on. Whatever.
With that, my desire to have a day or few hours of stolen time off work (weekends are not enough for me & I'm insanely wanting a weekday off after almost 5 months of constant working--well, besides the 1 day where I was miserably sick), and the LM fiasco, I was unraveling at an alarming rate. I'm surprised Kathy survived. I have decided she is very much like the Evil One and was stomping on my last nerve today. She talks all of the time! Randomly says my name! Will make the "s" noise and whisper to herself so it is like nails on a chalkboard! Randomly swears ("Jimminy Crickers" is her most comical non-swear) to herself or to me about something. And is always talking! Ah! I will not miss her when she moves to a different cube on Monday. Sorry. But I want to be left alone when I'm stressed out.
Anyway, after work, Yvonne made things worse by not being a bestie but a realist. And not even Dillon could calm me down...which is weird because 90% of the time, I hear his voice and I calm down. Today, he was just annoying me like everyone else. *Sad* But today, I drove like a maniac after work, oblivious to it all, and went straight to Danielle's room and broke into tears in her arms. "I'm in over my head!" She calmed me. I love her to pieces. After she went to the haunted houses, dad showed up to which I unloaded my drama and stress. He brought the obvious perspective to view: there is new chaos in my world and I have yet to organize it. I do not like the unknown and I'm panicking over the new issues. Okay, I totally get that and understand.
But then Poodle showed up so we could work on something for Danielle's upcoming birthday. I told him he could stop by but I was grumpy. This turned into a much better end to the night. I smiled 98% of the time. I was able to vent while forget all about my chaos and unease. I had a blast with poodle. We sang, we laughed so hard there were tears (honestly!) and did some creative work as well as drove around. But what I found quite hilarious was this video:
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See? Edward is a creepy manipulative overprotective stalker. We did find proof of that exact phrase as well on youtube but really, do you need any more proof? Whatever. Blade or Buffy, I don't care who, just stake Edward and then Bella and get it over with. Thank you.
Awesome quote just now while I'm typing and Dillon's flipping through XM radio stations.
Me: "Is it sad that I can tell that's from Pirates of the Caribbean?"
Dillon: "I was barely on that station"
Me: "Go back. I think it was"
D: "Do you know which one of the movies...because that would be sad."
Me: "No, I'm not THAT weird. I just recognize the theme of it."
Yeah, I was right. It was from Pirates of the Caribbean. *blushes* That's embarrassing.