One - day - recap
I feel like I've had a busy day, a busy week. But, not really?
Starting at midnight, I worked as an operator till 6:30am. I headed home and found the dog stuck in between the couch for god knows how long. I picked him up, helped him downstairs, fed him, changed his diaper, carpet cleaned where he had been stuck, and talked a bit on the phone with my friend in Massachusetts.
I had the rest of my Chianti bottle, 'bout a half a glass, and fell asleep fairly quickly after reviewing my favorite Locke and Key scenes. I think my friend is gonna start watching it so I can relive vicariously! I only slept for 5hr 45m.
When I woke up, I let the dog out, fed him, changed into some paddling clothes, and headed to Target for a 1st-birthday gift. A full tank of gas cost me $100 on the way and I almost used the wrong card.
While shopping for a baby dump truck, I was on the phone with MA again and decided to pick up some groceries from my list since I still have 4 days left in my night shift and wanted to be comfortable food-wise. We discussed the attempted assassination of Trump. One bag of groceries cost me $96. I also completely forgot that if I get dairy, I need to go back home to drop it off. It's a hot day and don't have any of my normal stuff back in my car yet since the repair, like my cooler.
I headed home, parked on the sidewalk, stepped over a neighbor's dog, unloaded, then went to the beach. She was talking to her friend about new bathroom gender laws.
After setting up my boat, I spent a little time speaking with Linda, an older lady who's been hard core training on her rudderless for years. She told me what she's been up to and gave me advice. She recently traveled to NZ to get 2 weeks of in person training from her coach. It's inspiring but, I also worry her dedication level is crazy. It's not a real craze. It's just my difficulty in understanding people who are at that level of focus and drive for the sake of athletics.
I snuck up behind Kapua and gave her a little massage. She didn't turn to see who I was for a while because she was afraid I'd stop the massage. I found Angela and talked-story with her. It was a little effort to get her to drop her distractions and conversate. And it seemed strange to me that Jo was so eager to find her for me. I engaged with Joanna who I never get to talk with in real life. Her husband just bought a drump truck and is starting a small business. I avoided interacting with the club next door this time around. I also avoided Andrea. She looked happy without me. They're usually my first visits.
Then, I was off to paddle. My paddle sesh was a little boring at first. I listened to music, then started playing a book on tape. I decided to not let my watch yell at me for going below 4mph. That was my only goal. Part way, I laid back and played on my phone. It was super relaxing to just lay back and float aimlessly. Then, paddled more. My book took me by surprise and described an unexpected rape scene conducted by the lead character I've been following for months. It disturbed me and I fell a little into a short-lived mental pit of doom.
Once I got to the tip of the wall, I realized there was a nice swell there. I went back and forth in and out of the bay, catching the waves and playing. My body was super tired though and I was getting a dehydration type headache so, I headed home. I wavered between feeling strong and weak. My speed stayed average.
When I got in, I avoided people best I could. I packed up the boat and got the hell out of there. At home, I showered quickly, realized I had some blisters on my shoulder from a sunburn so I moisturized them, put an old oil treatment in my dry-ass hair (I vow to never use that hair brand again), gave my dog some love, packed my night lunch and work things, then super sped to Kea's, son's first birthday party. It was 3 miles up the road. The guy sitting by my car at my departure commented that the repair guys did a great job. I agreed.
I didn't have a code to get past the gate of their private road, so I snuck in as a car left. The car seemed nervous that I was doing this. When I arrived, and saw the private soccer field for the very first time (I'd passed it a million times before), I found Kea hugging someone and crying. She said her Uncle was at the nearby hospital, currently dying from pneumonia. It was difficult to walk in on that but, I tried to comfort her and catch up a little. She walked me over to the beer but gave me a hard juice to sip on. It's what I wanted, which surprised her. She asked me to get the toy tractor gift for her nephew to play with.
Her male buddies set up a little karaoke stand and she introduced me very publicly to everyone by my full name. She seemed to want me to sing. I was nervous to start everyone off in such an open environment but, I do sing and we met over karaoke so, If anyone is gonna do it, it should be me... I guess.
One of her male buddies may have been her husband or brother but I honestly have no idea because I haven't seen her in a couple years. The boys were friendly and huggy even though we didn't know each other. My primary physician was present which was strange, but makes sense in a way. Kea's ex was my knee surgeon. I was nervous to greet him informally, so I didn't.
I had to go to work and was stressed about that but I said I'd sing one song. She wanted country. But, my first happy country song didn't work right, so I had to choose a sad one. I sang most of it, then hugged her and took off.
I'm now at work, eating, chilling, watching Riverdale season 6, sipping hot water, and contemplating when I'm going to get my 15 minutes of stretching in because I'm very sore, along with some much needed catch up work stuff that I've been procrastinating on. I will still be working when midnight hits, hopefully with a fresh cup of shit coffee in hand.