someone brought an outside toy inside
millie is still here.
d was supposed to pick her up on sunday after her vet appointment but he's had a busy week so hopefully we'll see him sunday and i can get back to the spontaneity which is my work schedule/social life.
the dnc is over and for the most part didn't affect my day-to-day activities except the two days i worked downtown and it was CRAZY busy. half the people i talked to were just coming in to get directions (and after about two dozen of those instances i started mentioning that i do work on a traffic based bonus structure so next time buy something or don't come in - but in a very innocent and indirect manner of course) and i'm sure i sent a lot of people on wild goose chases but oh well. serves them right for messing up my sales conversion. the only famous person i saw was matt lauer from nbc. he must wear a lot of makeup on tv.
lee called. again. she's on her way out here, today i think. by here i mean colorado, from las vegas. she's moving back in with her brother. if you're homeless, what does moving in really look like if you don't have any stuff anymore? is that just considered "staying?" anyway, i told her, stupidly, that if she really needed a place to stay and she had exhausted all other resources, she could come up here for a couple of weeks. couple of weeks. that's it. and if mark comes out here, she's out on her ass because he'll put up with her for about two point five seconds. i'm keeping my fingers crossed that she doesn't call me.
i talked to my mom yesterday. she had the tv blaring in the background. i wonder if she has hearing loss or something. it makes me really anxious when i talk to her and i can hear the tv. i think it sets the mood i think she's living in right now which reminds me that she's aging rapidly and she's not going to be around forever and soon she'll be in a home and how am i getting all of this from the tv volume being too loud? she's doing well though, i'm going up to meet her next week, she wants to finalize that living will garbage and change my name on the safety deposit boxes and such. she's very bitter toward d right now...it's not a pretty side of my mother. i definitely feel stuck in the middle.
plans for today: go see rhonda, change my name on my car loan so i can switch insurance providers (i saved $380 by switching from progressive to allstate!!) and mow the lawn. wet cat food for the girls - maybe.
ciao for now,
fay
d was supposed to pick her up on sunday after her vet appointment but he's had a busy week so hopefully we'll see him sunday and i can get back to the spontaneity which is my work schedule/social life.
the dnc is over and for the most part didn't affect my day-to-day activities except the two days i worked downtown and it was CRAZY busy. half the people i talked to were just coming in to get directions (and after about two dozen of those instances i started mentioning that i do work on a traffic based bonus structure so next time buy something or don't come in - but in a very innocent and indirect manner of course) and i'm sure i sent a lot of people on wild goose chases but oh well. serves them right for messing up my sales conversion. the only famous person i saw was matt lauer from nbc. he must wear a lot of makeup on tv.
lee called. again. she's on her way out here, today i think. by here i mean colorado, from las vegas. she's moving back in with her brother. if you're homeless, what does moving in really look like if you don't have any stuff anymore? is that just considered "staying?" anyway, i told her, stupidly, that if she really needed a place to stay and she had exhausted all other resources, she could come up here for a couple of weeks. couple of weeks. that's it. and if mark comes out here, she's out on her ass because he'll put up with her for about two point five seconds. i'm keeping my fingers crossed that she doesn't call me.
i talked to my mom yesterday. she had the tv blaring in the background. i wonder if she has hearing loss or something. it makes me really anxious when i talk to her and i can hear the tv. i think it sets the mood i think she's living in right now which reminds me that she's aging rapidly and she's not going to be around forever and soon she'll be in a home and how am i getting all of this from the tv volume being too loud? she's doing well though, i'm going up to meet her next week, she wants to finalize that living will garbage and change my name on the safety deposit boxes and such. she's very bitter toward d right now...it's not a pretty side of my mother. i definitely feel stuck in the middle.
plans for today: go see rhonda, change my name on my car loan so i can switch insurance providers (i saved $380 by switching from progressive to allstate!!) and mow the lawn. wet cat food for the girls - maybe.
ciao for now,
fay