I hate being bored...
More specifically, I hate being bored & ADD all at the same time.
I've been off work since Thursday. Was supposed to go to PAX but we all know how THAT turned out... *sigh*. I got called in today around 6 right in the middle of cleaning & putting away my laundry (after how many months?). Ran 7 deliveries, 6 of them being in the first 2 hours. Go figure I'd not get a tip on 3 of them. I hate that shit, entitled people thinking that the delivery charge actually goes to the driver. Nope, think again. We live off of these tips, people, remember that next time. I got $12 in tips for all the deliveries when I should have made about $30+. Got off of work at 1, been home for an hour. Larry is asleep, which is all well and good because I don't feel like continuing the cheese debate.
I worked out at the gym today, got my house most of the way clean, worked for hours, and barely ate. I need to just resign myself to drinking protein shakes and eating bread. Two people have mentioned I'm a picky eater in the last 24 hours. Its not that I'm picky, I just don't want to go through picking food out of my cracked tooth for hours because it won't come out. I'll go with out eating way past the point of my stomach growling. Its not good.
I'm supposed to go to my dad's house tomorrow for another chicken bbq. I hope the weather is going to be nicer tomorrow than it was today. It was really cold today! My dad is hoping for more snow, but I'm inclined to disagree.
My car is still not back yet. At least I know there was progress because when I passed the mechanic's shop it was moved from out in the front of the shop to INSIDE of the shop, again. I'm hoping he got whatever part he needed back from the "machine shop" (whatever that is) and that my car will finally be done before I have to go back to work again. I'm getting tired of knowing that the $1,500 in my bank account will soon be written on a tiny piece of paper and handed over to someone else... and then dissapear from my account once said piece of paper given to the other bank. I like having all of that money in my account, so, I figure I'm going to start saving it. Once I get $1,000 saved up, I'm going to pay $500 toward credit cards (not sure if evenly or to go to pay off one specifically) and keep saving the rest. I'm going to Michigan in May with my mother for mothers day so I will need some money for that.
I tried eating a slice of Larry's pizza. I just have no apetite today and its driving me insane. Hopefully it will result in a nice weight loss for the week. I know I ate far to few calories today, but, I just can't eat.
Took my sleeping pill. Hopefully it will take effect soon. Not sure whether I'm sleeping in my bed or not tonight. Kind of got pissed off at Larry earlier because of a disagreement over cheese. Arg.
Going out tomorrow night with Jessica and I don't know who else. Chuck has a date so he won't be there. Going to attempt to have a drink earlier in the night so it does not effect my sleeping pill. I would ask Jessica to pick me up, but, I'm pretty sure she's going to get drunker than me so I don't want her driving me anywhere after the night is over. Maybe I'll just get shitfaced & call a cab. I wonder how much that would be?
You know, after sitting here with cold arms, I've decided a snuggie is not such a bad idea.
I've been off work since Thursday. Was supposed to go to PAX but we all know how THAT turned out... *sigh*. I got called in today around 6 right in the middle of cleaning & putting away my laundry (after how many months?). Ran 7 deliveries, 6 of them being in the first 2 hours. Go figure I'd not get a tip on 3 of them. I hate that shit, entitled people thinking that the delivery charge actually goes to the driver. Nope, think again. We live off of these tips, people, remember that next time. I got $12 in tips for all the deliveries when I should have made about $30+. Got off of work at 1, been home for an hour. Larry is asleep, which is all well and good because I don't feel like continuing the cheese debate.
I worked out at the gym today, got my house most of the way clean, worked for hours, and barely ate. I need to just resign myself to drinking protein shakes and eating bread. Two people have mentioned I'm a picky eater in the last 24 hours. Its not that I'm picky, I just don't want to go through picking food out of my cracked tooth for hours because it won't come out. I'll go with out eating way past the point of my stomach growling. Its not good.
I'm supposed to go to my dad's house tomorrow for another chicken bbq. I hope the weather is going to be nicer tomorrow than it was today. It was really cold today! My dad is hoping for more snow, but I'm inclined to disagree.
My car is still not back yet. At least I know there was progress because when I passed the mechanic's shop it was moved from out in the front of the shop to INSIDE of the shop, again. I'm hoping he got whatever part he needed back from the "machine shop" (whatever that is) and that my car will finally be done before I have to go back to work again. I'm getting tired of knowing that the $1,500 in my bank account will soon be written on a tiny piece of paper and handed over to someone else... and then dissapear from my account once said piece of paper given to the other bank. I like having all of that money in my account, so, I figure I'm going to start saving it. Once I get $1,000 saved up, I'm going to pay $500 toward credit cards (not sure if evenly or to go to pay off one specifically) and keep saving the rest. I'm going to Michigan in May with my mother for mothers day so I will need some money for that.
I tried eating a slice of Larry's pizza. I just have no apetite today and its driving me insane. Hopefully it will result in a nice weight loss for the week. I know I ate far to few calories today, but, I just can't eat.
Took my sleeping pill. Hopefully it will take effect soon. Not sure whether I'm sleeping in my bed or not tonight. Kind of got pissed off at Larry earlier because of a disagreement over cheese. Arg.
Going out tomorrow night with Jessica and I don't know who else. Chuck has a date so he won't be there. Going to attempt to have a drink earlier in the night so it does not effect my sleeping pill. I would ask Jessica to pick me up, but, I'm pretty sure she's going to get drunker than me so I don't want her driving me anywhere after the night is over. Maybe I'll just get shitfaced & call a cab. I wonder how much that would be?
You know, after sitting here with cold arms, I've decided a snuggie is not such a bad idea.