9/13/2005
Ugh. So I got off the train yesterday and headed over to Michaels. I love the one in Tacoma, is HUGE and brightly lit, and the lay out is nice and there are actually people there who can help out. So I started at the scrap booking isle, cause that was the closest one, and I spent 20 minutes looking at different albums and not getting one. I don’t like the one I did get from Creative Memories, I don’t like the way it works, I like something more simple and flexible so I can more easily move around pictures and change the sides of pages. So I now know the kind of album I want, but I didn’t find one I liked and for the price they are I had better love it! They did have awesome paper punchers and stickers stuff. I can see that isle becoming my home away from home once I get started in this scrap booking thing. So anyway,… Then I hit the candle isle (stopping on the way to throw a couple cloth butterflies in the basket) and they didn’t have what I wanted, not really, but I found something close enough, and only a dollar a piece. I grabbed ten and then began to look for the rhinestones. I looked and looked and finally found them at the end of an isle. The selection was crappy for the kind and color I wanted. I was frustrated, but because it’s me, there was a plan B. I went to the foam section and began to look at the different stickers and designs. I spent an hour going from Halloween to Christmas, to changing my mind, to finding better stuff, to deciding I liked the cheap stuff better… to wondering if the foam would work, to looking at the gem stones again, back to the foam and a decision. Halloween won out, cute foam stickers and glues that would look great on the candles. They would be perfect things to make at the candle party. I was satisfied. I figured I would get home and try to make one just to make sure it worked out and then I would have a great project for my guests to do. $65.00.
I can’t afford that, I knew that, and I had no idea I had spent so much. I panicked and decided as she finished wrapping the last of the glass candle holders that I would be brining this all back tomorrow (today). I was too embarrassed to tell her to stop, and then to just leave. I was bummed cause it would have been a good idea, but I am trying to save money, not spend it, and then I got to thinking about who would actually want to make the candle holders and how I would get people to get into it and then I began worrying about how the party could be all awkward and I remembered why I didn’t throw parties in the first place! (Sigh). So, all you party goers, no candles. I knew I would be spending money on food and some decor and some alcohol. Plus, I want to have money for candles! I was near tears, then remembered that I was starting my period and forgave myself for all my mixed emotions and wrote it off on hormones.
I get home and realize that dad isn’t going to be home cause he is staying with mom (who has a tooth problem and is medicated and needed a ride to the dentist today) and so I would have the house to myself. I changed, sat down at the computer and ate my salad while chatting with Adam and playing Diner Dash. I ended up calling Adam at 9 cause he asked me to all of the sudden, said he was worried about me (I have no idea why, I wasn’t acting depressed) and once he realized I was ok he went back to his game. I channel hopped for a while and then went to bed at a reasonable time. I couldn’t sleep though. It took forever, I ended up lying there in bed imagining my own place in Mill Creek and how I would decorate the lampshades with this trim that I had seen at Michaels. I don’t know when I actually managed to pass out, but it wasn’t early enough. This morning I am the walking dead.
I took a shower with the door open (no dad) and was all soaped up and ready to rinse when the fire alarm went off. I had forgotten that it was right outside of the bathroom and was steam sensitive. So it goes off, and it makes the loudest more horrid noise and I trip getting to it and then have to unplug it and the cats are scared to death and I am cursing. I spend the rent of getting ready misplacing things and then I finally get out the door. I get to work later than I wanted, but in time to be on time and so things are good. Not too busy of a day. I am going to win Diner Dash today and who knows what else. As long as I can stay awake that is :-p
I can’t afford that, I knew that, and I had no idea I had spent so much. I panicked and decided as she finished wrapping the last of the glass candle holders that I would be brining this all back tomorrow (today). I was too embarrassed to tell her to stop, and then to just leave. I was bummed cause it would have been a good idea, but I am trying to save money, not spend it, and then I got to thinking about who would actually want to make the candle holders and how I would get people to get into it and then I began worrying about how the party could be all awkward and I remembered why I didn’t throw parties in the first place! (Sigh). So, all you party goers, no candles. I knew I would be spending money on food and some decor and some alcohol. Plus, I want to have money for candles! I was near tears, then remembered that I was starting my period and forgave myself for all my mixed emotions and wrote it off on hormones.
I get home and realize that dad isn’t going to be home cause he is staying with mom (who has a tooth problem and is medicated and needed a ride to the dentist today) and so I would have the house to myself. I changed, sat down at the computer and ate my salad while chatting with Adam and playing Diner Dash. I ended up calling Adam at 9 cause he asked me to all of the sudden, said he was worried about me (I have no idea why, I wasn’t acting depressed) and once he realized I was ok he went back to his game. I channel hopped for a while and then went to bed at a reasonable time. I couldn’t sleep though. It took forever, I ended up lying there in bed imagining my own place in Mill Creek and how I would decorate the lampshades with this trim that I had seen at Michaels. I don’t know when I actually managed to pass out, but it wasn’t early enough. This morning I am the walking dead.
I took a shower with the door open (no dad) and was all soaped up and ready to rinse when the fire alarm went off. I had forgotten that it was right outside of the bathroom and was steam sensitive. So it goes off, and it makes the loudest more horrid noise and I trip getting to it and then have to unplug it and the cats are scared to death and I am cursing. I spend the rent of getting ready misplacing things and then I finally get out the door. I get to work later than I wanted, but in time to be on time and so things are good. Not too busy of a day. I am going to win Diner Dash today and who knows what else. As long as I can stay awake that is :-p