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I can take myself dancing and I can hold my own hand
I have no idea why I'm up so early on a Saturday. Well, yes, I do. I had to put out the laundry basket for the Sudshare people to pick up. Our laundress, Alice is awesome. Everything comes back folded like it belongs in a store display. So that's accomplished and the clothes are on the front step waiting, and it's all good. Now the only thing I have left is the unpleasant chore of going to see Dad.
In the evening yesterday, he texted both my sister and I that the rehab had gone downhill and kind of stinks. Which is awesome, since there was no real way to tell if there was something actually wrong vs. his piss poor attitude. (My sister went over after work, and yeah, it was mostly his attitude.). I swear to fuck, if he doesn't work at this rehab, I'm going to lose my shit. Totally and completely just lose it on him. Okay, if I'm being honest, it's possible that happens sooner than later.
I mean, Jess just had surgery and is very sore and I'm trying to take care of them. I do not have time for the man-baby's shit.
Okay, I'm too annoyed for this early in the morning. Vacation picture break.
Please ignore how red my face is in the first picture. It was hot, and I was a bit sunburned. I was not about to keel over from heatstroke, no matter how it looks. Honestly, I was so scared of the Tower of Terror that it's amazing I had color at all. It was the one ride Jess really wanted to go on, and since I was the DAS passholder, I had to be the first to scan in. I'd never been on a drop ride, and was super nervous about it. But then there was a six year old in the line ahead of us, and I figured I should suck it up. (He did fine, probably less yelping than me.). But in my defense, we dropped and my ass came out of that seat, and when the drop stopped, it slapped that seat like I was getting a spanking. Yelping seemed like a good option. In the end, it worked out. I can't wait to do it again.
Okay, now I feel better. It took three pictures, but I feel better. Now I just need my photo book to show up and be awesome. It says it won't be here til Thursday, which is just annoying. I wanted to be able to stuff it in my laptop case and have it for work on Thursday. (Though whether I actually go in depends on how Jess is.)
My super gay Minnie ears are coming today, so that's cool. I got my Polynesian Resort ears on Thursday, so they're up on the wall over my desk. So are the purple sparkly Minnie Ears that I got before vacation. I got these great little sticky mounting things so they hang perfectly. I love them. They make me happy to look up and see them above me.
Tomorrow it's back to work for real, I suppose. I feel like the two days I did last week were mostly practice, but now it's back to actual work. Oh well. It was a lovely break in the meantime.
Okay, for now, I'm going to get myself together. Have an excellent Saturday!
In the evening yesterday, he texted both my sister and I that the rehab had gone downhill and kind of stinks. Which is awesome, since there was no real way to tell if there was something actually wrong vs. his piss poor attitude. (My sister went over after work, and yeah, it was mostly his attitude.). I swear to fuck, if he doesn't work at this rehab, I'm going to lose my shit. Totally and completely just lose it on him. Okay, if I'm being honest, it's possible that happens sooner than later.
I mean, Jess just had surgery and is very sore and I'm trying to take care of them. I do not have time for the man-baby's shit.
Okay, I'm too annoyed for this early in the morning. Vacation picture break.
Please ignore how red my face is in the first picture. It was hot, and I was a bit sunburned. I was not about to keel over from heatstroke, no matter how it looks. Honestly, I was so scared of the Tower of Terror that it's amazing I had color at all. It was the one ride Jess really wanted to go on, and since I was the DAS passholder, I had to be the first to scan in. I'd never been on a drop ride, and was super nervous about it. But then there was a six year old in the line ahead of us, and I figured I should suck it up. (He did fine, probably less yelping than me.). But in my defense, we dropped and my ass came out of that seat, and when the drop stopped, it slapped that seat like I was getting a spanking. Yelping seemed like a good option. In the end, it worked out. I can't wait to do it again.
Okay, now I feel better. It took three pictures, but I feel better. Now I just need my photo book to show up and be awesome. It says it won't be here til Thursday, which is just annoying. I wanted to be able to stuff it in my laptop case and have it for work on Thursday. (Though whether I actually go in depends on how Jess is.)
My super gay Minnie ears are coming today, so that's cool. I got my Polynesian Resort ears on Thursday, so they're up on the wall over my desk. So are the purple sparkly Minnie Ears that I got before vacation. I got these great little sticky mounting things so they hang perfectly. I love them. They make me happy to look up and see them above me.
Tomorrow it's back to work for real, I suppose. I feel like the two days I did last week were mostly practice, but now it's back to actual work. Oh well. It was a lovely break in the meantime.
Okay, for now, I'm going to get myself together. Have an excellent Saturday!