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Today is my last day off before I go back to work. At least now, I'll be going into the main center. I much prefer it, both because the heat works, and because it's an easier drive. It goes directly up a 4 lane snow emergency route for 90% of the time. Most of the road has lighting, so people don't feel the need to slap on their high beams all the goddamn time. Plus there's more around it, so I'm not stuck with Dunkin and Dunkin alone if I want coffee or a snack. Also, it's just nicer. The only real difficulty is in the wide varieties of chairs, and choosing the one you want. But I'll just get there early and find my seat. I am very picky about it. I don't want one that's loose and can't be fixed. I need support to sit upright and do my job.
I've got one and a half things to do today. First, go to Aldi and pick up our groceries. Second, come home and decide between the crock pot and the oven for heating up the honey glazed spiral sliced ham. that'll be the half. Aside from that, all shall be quiet. I might try watching some more of Monarch today, since that was a fun show. Or maybe Great British Bakeoff, though I'm thoroughly spoiled for that, and annoyed with the results. I'm amazed I didn't wake Jess up the other night going "Seriously? They won it? WTF?" We'll see how Jess feels about that one.
Aside from that, I need to shave dad's beard and hair, something he's been up our ass about for months. We lose clippers at an alarming rate, so I wasn't able to do it, but the new clippers came in last night, so I suppose I shall get it done. Not looking forward to it, because he shrieks every time the blades pinch or pull. And since I'm doing his very crepey neck skin, that tends to happen. Ugh. Oh well. No use in complaining when you got a job to do.
I'm looking forward to finding out what the IKEA bonus is going to be. If I did the math correctly (no guarantee), it'll be enough to pay off a few bills, and get a nice massage for me, and the tattoo for Jess, as well as Christmas presents for my sister and father.
In the twenty minutes since he got up, I've wanted to smother dad about 4 times. First, I hate it when he says "Is anyone there?" Except for short 20 min stretches when Jess walks the dog, which she tells him about, someone is ALWAYS here and he knows it. Second, when I didn't answer within 2 seconds, owing to needing to extricate dog from my lap, he gets higher pitched and yells, I need to pee. Repeat every half secound, louder each time. Third, I went to the pharmacy and got his inhaler last night, but I gave them to my sister, so wasn't sure where they ended up. "We need to make rules that things are always put back in the same place." My dude, I just told you they're new. They don't *have* a place yet. Fourth, "Are you going to shave me today?" Dude, I told you I would last night.
Okay, done venting. He's been up about 30 minutes and has managed not to annoy me for 10 of them, so I guess we're good.
Part of my grumpiness is that I had a bitch of a time getting to sleep last night. I was up til about 1:45, at which point I said fuck pharmacology and took some of my antianxiety meds. It still didn't really help, but eventually, I fell asleep. I feel very woofled today, but a couple more cups of coffee should help with that.
I need to figure out something to eat with some protein. Between the Christmas Market and Jess' tattoo and the like, I can't really afford to eat out. Maybe I'll make some eggy bites. Those are pretty tasty. Jess can have the last thing of fried rice.
Okay, I'm going to get myself together and wake the fuck up. Maybe I'll go shave dad, just to get it out of the way. Everyone have a wonderful Monday!
I've got one and a half things to do today. First, go to Aldi and pick up our groceries. Second, come home and decide between the crock pot and the oven for heating up the honey glazed spiral sliced ham. that'll be the half. Aside from that, all shall be quiet. I might try watching some more of Monarch today, since that was a fun show. Or maybe Great British Bakeoff, though I'm thoroughly spoiled for that, and annoyed with the results. I'm amazed I didn't wake Jess up the other night going "Seriously? They won it? WTF?" We'll see how Jess feels about that one.
Aside from that, I need to shave dad's beard and hair, something he's been up our ass about for months. We lose clippers at an alarming rate, so I wasn't able to do it, but the new clippers came in last night, so I suppose I shall get it done. Not looking forward to it, because he shrieks every time the blades pinch or pull. And since I'm doing his very crepey neck skin, that tends to happen. Ugh. Oh well. No use in complaining when you got a job to do.
I'm looking forward to finding out what the IKEA bonus is going to be. If I did the math correctly (no guarantee), it'll be enough to pay off a few bills, and get a nice massage for me, and the tattoo for Jess, as well as Christmas presents for my sister and father.
In the twenty minutes since he got up, I've wanted to smother dad about 4 times. First, I hate it when he says "Is anyone there?" Except for short 20 min stretches when Jess walks the dog, which she tells him about, someone is ALWAYS here and he knows it. Second, when I didn't answer within 2 seconds, owing to needing to extricate dog from my lap, he gets higher pitched and yells, I need to pee. Repeat every half secound, louder each time. Third, I went to the pharmacy and got his inhaler last night, but I gave them to my sister, so wasn't sure where they ended up. "We need to make rules that things are always put back in the same place." My dude, I just told you they're new. They don't *have* a place yet. Fourth, "Are you going to shave me today?" Dude, I told you I would last night.
Okay, done venting. He's been up about 30 minutes and has managed not to annoy me for 10 of them, so I guess we're good.
Part of my grumpiness is that I had a bitch of a time getting to sleep last night. I was up til about 1:45, at which point I said fuck pharmacology and took some of my antianxiety meds. It still didn't really help, but eventually, I fell asleep. I feel very woofled today, but a couple more cups of coffee should help with that.
I need to figure out something to eat with some protein. Between the Christmas Market and Jess' tattoo and the like, I can't really afford to eat out. Maybe I'll make some eggy bites. Those are pretty tasty. Jess can have the last thing of fried rice.
Okay, I'm going to get myself together and wake the fuck up. Maybe I'll go shave dad, just to get it out of the way. Everyone have a wonderful Monday!
