Yippee...
So my Opa has intestinal/stomach cancer. Once more my mother failed to mention this to me. I happened to call Angela on a fluke, and she told me to call them so i did, and sure enough my aunt Marg answered and she told me to come through. I came ... and it was a hard meeting. My Oma cried, my aunt Janey gave me dagger eyes all day, but in the end the result is this: I am going to be around for this, and that is that.
Today I am better. Yesterday was a bit of a train wreck. It was all the emotions flooding back from Anthony's death and I wasn't happy. That combined with lack of sleep (thank you Steve for coming by, to try and make me feel better, then deciding while I am passed out to wake me up and then crawl into bed WITH me when I specifically haven't had anything to do with his sleep overs for a reason, and thereby forcing me to sleep on the couch because I really did NOT want him there) and the general end of the weekend of Trenton where I had a blast, but was very tired thereinafter, I was just a wreck.
Today I got up the way I normally do and worked out, and drove to Scarborough station as tonight I check out two trailers. I brought dinner so I don't spend anything.
But I am still tired. I am still sad. And I am working on it.
I have had to force my boss to work. She seems to be overall lacking in wanting to do anything and I've caught her six times shopping over the last two days and today a courier came with ANOTHER purchase. I should scale down my work load so she has less money to blow :)
This Friday: Dinner and cleaning at Jeans. Saturday: Campfire and fireworks night with landlord and friends. Sunday: clean, get ready for week. Monday: go and visit Opa if he'll have me. All of these days I will be working out. I want to be down another ten lbs for Gloria's wedding.
Today I am better. Yesterday was a bit of a train wreck. It was all the emotions flooding back from Anthony's death and I wasn't happy. That combined with lack of sleep (thank you Steve for coming by, to try and make me feel better, then deciding while I am passed out to wake me up and then crawl into bed WITH me when I specifically haven't had anything to do with his sleep overs for a reason, and thereby forcing me to sleep on the couch because I really did NOT want him there) and the general end of the weekend of Trenton where I had a blast, but was very tired thereinafter, I was just a wreck.
Today I got up the way I normally do and worked out, and drove to Scarborough station as tonight I check out two trailers. I brought dinner so I don't spend anything.
But I am still tired. I am still sad. And I am working on it.
I have had to force my boss to work. She seems to be overall lacking in wanting to do anything and I've caught her six times shopping over the last two days and today a courier came with ANOTHER purchase. I should scale down my work load so she has less money to blow :)
This Friday: Dinner and cleaning at Jeans. Saturday: Campfire and fireworks night with landlord and friends. Sunday: clean, get ready for week. Monday: go and visit Opa if he'll have me. All of these days I will be working out. I want to be down another ten lbs for Gloria's wedding.