Better days
In a more uplifting vein than my last post, a few things have been going right:
The boil water alert has been lifted. Yay!
J drove me around to my bank and I got funds to pay FPL. Then she ran me over to WalMart (less than a mile down the road), which was amusing.
See, I haven't been to the store in more than a week, and was out of everything. There's a S'leven right next to the FPL pay station, but the prices are way better at WalMart. J was suspicious when I said I just needed a few things and would be out in 15 minutes. Her mom Susie was notorious for saying that and coming out two hours later with a train of shopping carts.*
I checked my phone for the time when I went in, and did some speed spending. The usual: caffeine, bread, cheese, eggs, lunch meat, munchies. And I was back at the car with my loot only to find her on the phone...where she remained for another 15 minutes, so I could've taken my time.
Battery situation: Called around and found I can get a reconditioned one with a 1-year warranty, $45. Given the age and general decrepitude of my car, that sounds much more suitable than a brand-new one for $85.
It's too hot to run around hooking up the charger and all that this afternoon. I'll do it first thing in the morning, to avoid heat stroke. Mb, God bless her, is going to follow me to the salvage yard in case I stall out. I figure I'll change out my old battery there for a minimum of back-and-forthing.
Afterward, I'll stop by the beauty supply place for hair color, go home, do my hair, and call GK. At least, that's the plan. In the last 24 hours or so, my mind has been havind a tug-of-war about going to the reunion at all. I know, I've been driving y'all crazy talking about it for the last six months, so WTF, Fluffy?!
Because, really, do I honestly think the great love of my life is going to swoop down and save me from all the crap in my life? Or even buy me dinner, which looks to be kinda pricey, according to their on-line menu.
Face it, my teeth are dreadful. My smile is more scary than seductive. When I say I'm hot, it's in the WRONG sense of the word. (I'm sure I'm going to explode into a sizzling pile of pork rinds any day now.) I'm terrible at small talk, and sometimes I don't even recognize flirtation. Yes, I can dress up, but I have the sick feeling that anything I do is going to look like I'm trying too hard.
It's a chance to hang out with GK and maybe see some people I haven't seen in umpteen years. Supposedly, one of the big cheeses is subsidizing everyone's bar tab. (Mind you, I'm a really cheap drunk, so not a huge incentive, but still....) That's how I need to think of it. IDK. I'll talk with GK tomorrow and see what she thinks.
Saturday, there is talk of seeing a movie. Which one will depend on whetheer the kids are off touring KSC. If they're not, "Brave" has been mentioned. Otherwise, GK and I are both enthused about "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter". Frankly, I'd rather spend the $8 on a movie ticket than an over-priced hamberger at the reunion.
I'm just hoping the weather will be decent for the picnic tomorrow afternoon and to catch a swim in GK's hotel pool. I'm really looking forward to that!
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* That was right up there with her habit of telling someone on the phone, "I'm on my way out the door right now!", when in fact she was just getting ready to take a shower. I personally witnessed this on more than one occasion; the woman was constitutionally incapable of being on time for anything.
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The boil water alert has been lifted. Yay!
J drove me around to my bank and I got funds to pay FPL. Then she ran me over to WalMart (less than a mile down the road), which was amusing.
See, I haven't been to the store in more than a week, and was out of everything. There's a S'leven right next to the FPL pay station, but the prices are way better at WalMart. J was suspicious when I said I just needed a few things and would be out in 15 minutes. Her mom Susie was notorious for saying that and coming out two hours later with a train of shopping carts.*
I checked my phone for the time when I went in, and did some speed spending. The usual: caffeine, bread, cheese, eggs, lunch meat, munchies. And I was back at the car with my loot only to find her on the phone...where she remained for another 15 minutes, so I could've taken my time.
Battery situation: Called around and found I can get a reconditioned one with a 1-year warranty, $45. Given the age and general decrepitude of my car, that sounds much more suitable than a brand-new one for $85.
It's too hot to run around hooking up the charger and all that this afternoon. I'll do it first thing in the morning, to avoid heat stroke. Mb, God bless her, is going to follow me to the salvage yard in case I stall out. I figure I'll change out my old battery there for a minimum of back-and-forthing.
Afterward, I'll stop by the beauty supply place for hair color, go home, do my hair, and call GK. At least, that's the plan. In the last 24 hours or so, my mind has been havind a tug-of-war about going to the reunion at all. I know, I've been driving y'all crazy talking about it for the last six months, so WTF, Fluffy?!
Because, really, do I honestly think the great love of my life is going to swoop down and save me from all the crap in my life? Or even buy me dinner, which looks to be kinda pricey, according to their on-line menu.
Face it, my teeth are dreadful. My smile is more scary than seductive. When I say I'm hot, it's in the WRONG sense of the word. (I'm sure I'm going to explode into a sizzling pile of pork rinds any day now.) I'm terrible at small talk, and sometimes I don't even recognize flirtation. Yes, I can dress up, but I have the sick feeling that anything I do is going to look like I'm trying too hard.
It's a chance to hang out with GK and maybe see some people I haven't seen in umpteen years. Supposedly, one of the big cheeses is subsidizing everyone's bar tab. (Mind you, I'm a really cheap drunk, so not a huge incentive, but still....) That's how I need to think of it. IDK. I'll talk with GK tomorrow and see what she thinks.
Saturday, there is talk of seeing a movie. Which one will depend on whetheer the kids are off touring KSC. If they're not, "Brave" has been mentioned. Otherwise, GK and I are both enthused about "Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter". Frankly, I'd rather spend the $8 on a movie ticket than an over-priced hamberger at the reunion.
I'm just hoping the weather will be decent for the picnic tomorrow afternoon and to catch a swim in GK's hotel pool. I'm really looking forward to that!
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* That was right up there with her habit of telling someone on the phone, "I'm on my way out the door right now!", when in fact she was just getting ready to take a shower. I personally witnessed this on more than one occasion; the woman was constitutionally incapable of being on time for anything.
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