This is a day that will most certainly not go down in the record books.
I woke up at 8:40am. I brushed my teeth, put on cotton shorts and a tank top.
I put a load of laundry on, fixed breakfast, took my medicine, and turned on the tv.
I opened my laptop, went to my Kindle app. I went to the DVR, selected one of over 200 episodes I have to watch.
Fast forward to 8:00pm. I have all the laundry washed. Some of it folded and put up.
I did the dishes. I watched hours and hours of DVR.
That is it, yo.
When Scott got home he was too tired and hot to really do anything, so we ate a quick dinner, he showered and was in bed in an hour. I watched "Sleepers" (again), and then laid in bed until 1:30am until I fell asleep.
Not really the kind of day that gets written about.
My 3-day weekend came to a halt. The servers at work crashed after a power outage.
It took so long.
I did get some Lily snuggles afterwards, so that's okay.
I decided to finally deep clean the house. I had stuff everywhere, Rebecca and Lily come over to borrow a movie, and it got so much worse trying to find it.
We never did, so they left and I kept trying to figure out what to do with all the junk I have everywhere. I found the movie, took it to her. She snapped me "of course it has scratches!!"
So I responded....
And guess who won the race?
I went to church, came home, did nothing, went back into town. The plan was simple; pick up a few things I need, go pick up dinner.
It was all going smooth, I got in the checkout line, there was only one lady ahead of me.
She split her purchase into 3 parts. She then put back a lot of it. On the second transaction she asked if she could pay with cash and card. She gave her $1. ONE dollar. While she was ringing up the third batch, I was putting my items on the belt, and there was a Lunchable sitting on the belt, and I asked her if it was hers, and she responded:
No words, just a go to hell look.
Excuse me, dude, just trying to be helpful.
My items get rang up, bagged, and I swipe my card. I can hear the people behind me complaining there aren't enough registers open. It's WAL-MART! Why are you surprised? I don't mind waiting, I like to people watch. My swiper screen just kept saying "please wait".
For like 3 minutes. The cashier looked at it and called the head cashier. She reset it with a safety pin. Nothing. People are getting more angry behind me. I smile at them. It made the dude that had his stuff on the belt start packing it up to move. I smile real big at him like this:
She could never get it working, so we had to load everything up and move to another register.
No biggie for me, it happened to us at the hotel just the day before, so I was pretty chill.
The people behind me though were real buttholes. She ignored them and I just smiled by biggest smiles.
I picked up dinner and went home. I had a bad feeling all day, I just couldn't shake it. Nothing particular, it was just weird.
Scott left for work at 5:15am so he planned on getting off early. He normally works 7-7. Around 6pm I was expecting him home, and that came and went. At 7, I always make sure my phone has signal because he calls when he gets off. Around 7:15 I figured I didn't have a good signal, so I drove up the road until it went through. I called him, and his phone went straight to voicemail like it does when it's dead. Now I am getting super worried, thinking he has broken down, his phone is dead, or being in the heat all day he has gotten sick. All of these things in my Lisa-anxiety-brain are running through my head. I was NOT driving to his job, I wasn't going to be THAT person. But yeah I did. I checked every truck I passed, looked in all of the parking lots to see if he was broken down, I drove ALL the way to his job. 28 minutes one way. And yeah. He was just working late and his phone was turned off. If he keeps it on it searches for signal for 12 hours and dies.
I just waved at the gate man, like "hey, don't mind me!!"
All was well.
I feel like a loser stalker.
I wanted to cry when he finally got home.
It passed, lol.
I knew going into this work day was going to be bad. But man...I had to apologize and hug so many coworkers because I was SO grouchy. More than usual.
I finally barricaded myself in my office so I didn't get fired or arrested.
It didn't really get any better when I got home.
Alcohol didn't help, it just made me nauseated and feel dehydrated.
I just laid around in a tshirt and complained about everything.
You wish you lived with me.
Lily has a thing.
When she doesn't want to do something it "makes her head hurt".
When she wants you to carry her, her "knee hurts".
Today she couldn't wash her hair....
I try to keep the blog PG. But ya'll. Someone not only left a vibrator behind in a room, I had to attempt to be slightly professional when the room attendant brought it to me, then had to put it in my office so 90 days from now when I am purging Lost and Found I don't run up on it. The lady calls and tells the Front Desk what she left, and kudos to Amber for handling it a lot better than I could. She explains that if she wants us to mail it back, that we use FedEx. The woman said no, she didn't want to spend that much, so she'll just buy another one. Amber told her alright, we will just throw it away.
Then woman then calls right back and gives us a credit card to mail it back. The finalized outcome?
That was the excitement for the day. The rest of the day was.....flaccid.
I'll show myself out.
I agree with you, my life has been very mundane this week.
The less drama, the better.
I am off the next two days!!!
Planning a cookout this weekend. We shall see....
That's all, folks!
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