I'm being good, Santa will deliver early this year
So, let's see. I haven't been updating much lately. Work has been kinda crazy lately as it gets busy for a while before the seaway closes for the winter. All the ships want their stuff now, and so of course head office wants us to do inventory again. My head is about to explode again with the fucktards in Halifax. Fix it... three minutes later they break it. Fix it again, four minutes this time. And this time, their fuck up fucked my office up too. Yay! And the boss is out of town and hasn't answered my emails, so we can't do anything. And who'll get to enter all the information manually you ask? Me, that's who. *grumbles*
Two weekends ago the family all went down to T.O. for a surprise b-day party. The ruse was that mum, Jubes and I were off to a friends b-day party, Brit was going out with some friends, so Auntie Mary and the rest of them were going to go out for some drinks and dinner. Jubes managed to convince my aunt that doing makeovers was a fun way to spend the afternoon. So when she walked into the restaurant later that night to see all her friends and family there.. she had no idea. Could have also been because her b-day is in January. Pretty smart thinking on Gary's part though... better weather, before the holidays. T'was a nice night, but it's hella far to go for two days. Jubes, the car nazi, drove the entire time. And she only complained a little bit.
This week marks the end of my regular babysitting days. I still don't know how I'm gonna tell the little guy. He gets upset if I leave before he falls asleep. He cried when he realised that I wouldn't see him when he spent part of the summer with his grandparents. It's not like I won't still see him. Like last night, I went over but we all stayed in and made snowflakes to decorate the house. It was nice. We had snacks and laughed and he fell asleep watching a movie as usual. I'll miss him as much as he'll miss me, probably more. We're going Christmas shopping for his mum next time I see him. Gonna pick some things out for her and his grandparents I think and then wrap them up so he has gifts to give out too. Reminds me of AJ giving me some ghetto pens from the dollar store that broke as soon as they were out of the package, or giving Harold a moose in a picture frame to go with the deer he has mounted on his mantle.
This last weekend was weird in that time was all messed up for me. Friday night after work (which I only left at 8 something *grumbles* 12 hours is too long *grumbles*) I met up with Garry and we headed over to see Jerome at Brandy's. Our seats were taken though, so we ended up sitting up in the comfy chairs and staring at the waitress' butt and tramp stamp. Had quite the amusing conversation over a pint and a half (or 3, if you're Garry), and then we were off to the Grunt Club. Met up with Trevor, Ed, Denis and got to see a few people I haven't seen for a while. Watched Craig fall on his ass as per the norm and managed to get Garry out of there and into the car by 4 something. Drove him home and got back to my place just after 5. Slept in a bit until mum called asking if I wanted brunch. Did a little bit of cleaning in the apartment instead and then took a nap. Sounds bad doesn't it? Woke up to find it dark out already and thought that I had slept the day away, but it was only 5. Got my laundry sorted and was off to mum's for dinner with her and the Harold shaped man. Didn't get to bed until late again, but was up and doing at about 11. Finished the laundry, had brunch with Harvey and Tracey and then I was off to the crafty fair where I bought two necklaces and chatted and laughed. Then I was back here trying to make heads or tails of the counts I got from the agents. And then, I was off to babysit. I was kinda happy when he was as tired as I was at 10.
Went to pay the rent and "yell" about my fridges. Finally got a straight answer from the man who'll actually be moving the old one out and getting the new one put where it's supposed to be. He said that he's gonna move the old one out today, and hopefully he'll let me know when he can do the chop job on the cupboards so I can fit the new one into the kitchen and get it out of the living room. If the old fridge is there when I get home I'll be annoyed. More than normal though as I was up early this morning moving stuff so he'll be able to get it out over the balcony. The new fridge is where the table should be, the table is by the door to the balcony for now, so if he wants to get it out the balcony... Moved all the stuff around to clear a path for him... now, where do I put all the stuff from the cupboards that he's gonna have to rip down? Gah! And, is he gonna finish this all this week? Before Friday?!? Before Em gets here? It's only been what, 6 months! We'll see when I get home, won't we.
I'm going to pretend to work now.
Two weekends ago the family all went down to T.O. for a surprise b-day party. The ruse was that mum, Jubes and I were off to a friends b-day party, Brit was going out with some friends, so Auntie Mary and the rest of them were going to go out for some drinks and dinner. Jubes managed to convince my aunt that doing makeovers was a fun way to spend the afternoon. So when she walked into the restaurant later that night to see all her friends and family there.. she had no idea. Could have also been because her b-day is in January. Pretty smart thinking on Gary's part though... better weather, before the holidays. T'was a nice night, but it's hella far to go for two days. Jubes, the car nazi, drove the entire time. And she only complained a little bit.
This week marks the end of my regular babysitting days. I still don't know how I'm gonna tell the little guy. He gets upset if I leave before he falls asleep. He cried when he realised that I wouldn't see him when he spent part of the summer with his grandparents. It's not like I won't still see him. Like last night, I went over but we all stayed in and made snowflakes to decorate the house. It was nice. We had snacks and laughed and he fell asleep watching a movie as usual. I'll miss him as much as he'll miss me, probably more. We're going Christmas shopping for his mum next time I see him. Gonna pick some things out for her and his grandparents I think and then wrap them up so he has gifts to give out too. Reminds me of AJ giving me some ghetto pens from the dollar store that broke as soon as they were out of the package, or giving Harold a moose in a picture frame to go with the deer he has mounted on his mantle.
This last weekend was weird in that time was all messed up for me. Friday night after work (which I only left at 8 something *grumbles* 12 hours is too long *grumbles*) I met up with Garry and we headed over to see Jerome at Brandy's. Our seats were taken though, so we ended up sitting up in the comfy chairs and staring at the waitress' butt and tramp stamp. Had quite the amusing conversation over a pint and a half (or 3, if you're Garry), and then we were off to the Grunt Club. Met up with Trevor, Ed, Denis and got to see a few people I haven't seen for a while. Watched Craig fall on his ass as per the norm and managed to get Garry out of there and into the car by 4 something. Drove him home and got back to my place just after 5. Slept in a bit until mum called asking if I wanted brunch. Did a little bit of cleaning in the apartment instead and then took a nap. Sounds bad doesn't it? Woke up to find it dark out already and thought that I had slept the day away, but it was only 5. Got my laundry sorted and was off to mum's for dinner with her and the Harold shaped man. Didn't get to bed until late again, but was up and doing at about 11. Finished the laundry, had brunch with Harvey and Tracey and then I was off to the crafty fair where I bought two necklaces and chatted and laughed. Then I was back here trying to make heads or tails of the counts I got from the agents. And then, I was off to babysit. I was kinda happy when he was as tired as I was at 10.
Went to pay the rent and "yell" about my fridges. Finally got a straight answer from the man who'll actually be moving the old one out and getting the new one put where it's supposed to be. He said that he's gonna move the old one out today, and hopefully he'll let me know when he can do the chop job on the cupboards so I can fit the new one into the kitchen and get it out of the living room. If the old fridge is there when I get home I'll be annoyed. More than normal though as I was up early this morning moving stuff so he'll be able to get it out over the balcony. The new fridge is where the table should be, the table is by the door to the balcony for now, so if he wants to get it out the balcony... Moved all the stuff around to clear a path for him... now, where do I put all the stuff from the cupboards that he's gonna have to rip down? Gah! And, is he gonna finish this all this week? Before Friday?!? Before Em gets here? It's only been what, 6 months! We'll see when I get home, won't we.
I'm going to pretend to work now.