What a week...
It's just been a bad week. I had everything all typed up, and somehow closed my browser without even touching the mouse... I have no idea how I did it. Anyway, it's been kind of shitty... crappy weather, Abe wasn't feeling well, the dog's been misbehaving, I haven't been sleeping well, my new clay is hard to work with and I've destroyed more pieces than I'd like to admit, itchy dry skin, identity crisis ala Washington County the other year (fraud alert reinstated... woo... but my credit's good!), Aunt Flo's in town, and there are way too many ostriches... why are there so many ostriches? The brochure said there'd only be a few... (bonus points for those who got the reference :) ). And then there's the bullshit in breakup land. Poor Josh... his girlfriend left him over the weekend. Why? I don't know... Arlene thinks it's just immaturity and the fact that they fight all the time. Regardless, Josh has been moping around like the most pathetic, beaten pound puppy in the world. And the rest of us are ticked with her. She's been rude to Arlene, which is what has Abe and I going. You just simply are not mean to Arlene. She's one of the sweetest people in the world and would bend over backwards for you if you deserve it. I feel like I'm in her debt because she buys groceries for us on a regular basis, pays our electric bill without us asking for help, and she paid my bills while I was South... and laughs me off when I mention paying her back. I got a refund from the cable company because she paid the bill before they told the billing center to stop billing me, so I was just going to give her the check. She told me to keep it and buy more clay with it. But you get the picture... sweet lady, likes to help anyone who makes her boys happy. And what she's done for me pales in comparison to what she's done for Josh's ex. Josh and ex are a few years younger than Abe and I, so a little less experienced in the world. She's never lived on her own and had to pay all of her own bills. She also didn't have as supporting of a family as I have... so there has been a lot of money spent on her. So for her to turn around and be rude to the woman who helped her out so much is just plain ridiculous. However, she's aparantly become a little more understanding now. The biggest beef has been over her car.... simply, Arlene asked for it back. The title is in the Prices' names because the ex couldn't get affordable car insurance. So, technically, it's not her car and she wasn't happy about that. But she's now being more understanding. It's just a big mess and I feel bad for those involved. Josh goes from angry to just plain miserable and back again and Arlene's stressed out. And Abe's ticked because someone was mean to both his brother and his mom. Plus, Sobaka cornered the indoor cat at the Price house and shook her good (after she scratched him). The poor cat is limping around the house and looking pathetic. We're still trying to decided if he did any major damage or if she's just sore. But it all puts a damper on the week. But the week's almost over. Tomorrow is a unit training weekend, so that should be interesting, even though, as usual, they decided to make something for lunch that I can't eat... major bone of contention with the cook of the group on this. I don't expect the entire world to stop because I don't eat red meat, but can there at least be a bit of effort made when they know I'm coming and paying my food dues? This has happened at every event I've been at with the group in the past year. After Niagara, they refunded my food dues because I didn't eat any of the meals served... they were only dinners and were all dinners containing beef or pork. Abe and I decided that I should really just bring my own food to events instead of trying to fight the inevitable and end up hungry. Anyway, tomorrow is also the first time I'll have pottery for sale. Abe and I just packed up my entire finished inventory (about 20 pieces) after pricing them. I had Abe give me the prices because I just don't know and have a tendancy to undersell myself. After all is said and done, if I sell my entire inventory (highly unlikely) I could make a lot of money tomorrow. Or not. We'll see. I need a shower. I'm covered with clay and dog hair.