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We’re all moved in

It’s not all unpacked yet… still about, oh, 30 boxes to go. Yesterday, I thought there were only about 20 boxes, but I found more. 😦

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I pick up the keys

& start moving tomorrow night. I’ve got ALMOST everything packed up & ready to go. All the boxes are going tomorrow night & the furniture is being moved on Saturday morning. I should be outta here well before noon on Saturday.

I won’t be able to post much for about a week b/c my dsl service won’t be installed in the new home until Friday, July 8. During that time, I’ll only be able to post if I’m over at mom & dad’s house.

After the stuff is all moved, I think I’m gonna take a break & go swimming with the kids. Then I’ll alternate between swimming & unpacking for the weekend.

A lady that I know

told me that she doesn’t have $$ to buy any groceries this pay period. It came up when I was talking about moving some things into my parents’ freezer or getting rid of some of the things in my freezer that’s been there for a while so I don’t have to move it all next weekend. I’ve been cooking meat from the freezer & just buying produce/dairy/bakery stuff that I’ve run out of. She told me that I could bring her whatever I was going to get rid of & that she’d cook it up & then told me about having no grocery $$.

She lives about 10 minutes from me. So this afternoon, I called to tell her I wanted to bring her a few things & asked if it was ok. I had gotten a few things for her when I went to the grocery store & was going to give her some steaks & a 10 lb bag of chicken tenders from my freezer.

I told her I’d be there between 5:30 & 6:00. I get there at 5:30. Knock, ring the doorbell, wait. Knock, ring doorbell again, wait more. Wait for about 10 more minutes in the 99 degree humidity we’re enjoying right now in case she’s in the shower or something… still no answer.

Came home.

Kind of frustrating. At the same time, I hope she’s ok & that nothing happened.

I work with a whole flock of Chicken Littles

When I got to work on Tuesday morning, a lot of the people I work with were running around pointing at the walls & ceilings talking about cracks in the walls & the building falling. We’re on the bottom floor of a 3 story building. I could hear popping/cracking noises and noticed that the main door didn’t open easily.. it seemed to be hung unevenly. Other doors wouldn’t open at all. The floor is sunken in some places (concrete underneath, so that’s kind of weird), raised in others.

People were saying that the building was going to fall on us & that it was crumbling as we sat there attempting to work…. can you say DRAMATIC??

Soon building maintenance had been called, the CEO, CFO, VP were called, structural engineers were called in. It was finally decided that the building had shifted b/c the interstate (1/2 block away) is being widened & a lot of deep digging has taken place lately. Evidently, everything under the ground shifted from 1 1/2 blocks away and the only structure to feel the effects of it was the building that I work in. Whatever.

I think it was caused from the digging that’s been going on in the parking lot that’s right outside the front door of the building. The phone company crew has been digging up the parking lot.. something that has to do with fiber-optics…should that be one word, two words, hyphenated??? anyway, I’m not sure what they’re doing exactly but it supposedly has to do with phone lines.

The engineers said that we & the building are in no immediate danger & that it will do no good to fix the building until the construction of the interstate is completed.. so the building will be repaired in 2025 (that’s how long highway projects seem to take around here).

Some of the doors still will not open, structural walls have cracks in them, the elevator has rust or red dirt, an Oklahoma trademark, coming out from under it (really gives a feeling so security, I must say), some of the walls are slanting now & one lady runs into the wall whenever she walks past my desk. I have had fun teasing her about having an equilibrium problem b/c throughout the day I keep hearing her say, “Damn it! I did it again!”

These doomsday-end-of-the-world type people reminded me of the Y2K scare tactic so much. I had a neighbor who in Oct, Nov and Dec of 1999 gathered bottled water, canned food, toilet paper, deodorant, batteries, candles, all kinds of stuff. We lived on an Army base in Louisiana at the time & I had never met anyone like her, so I kept asking her what she was doing & why. By the time 12-31-99 came, she had enough stuff to last about 4 or 5 months for her family of 6. She cautioned me to fill up my bathtub & sinks with water in case we had no water the next morning. She advised me to stock up on essentials that my family would need since food would be scarce. She was convinced that we’d not be able to use our ATM cards/credit cards or to buy gas & that we’d have no electricity or telephone service. I bet she still has deodorant & toilet paper from then! I was amazed at her preparedness… although I thought it a bit strange & frantic.

I call that the CHICKEN LITTLE syndrome… you know… The sky is falling! The world is ending! Take cover! Not sure if there’s an official name for this behavior or not… so that’s what I’ve named it.

Maybe the overreaction this week at work was due to the fact that many of these people lived in this area when the Murrah Building was bombed. Not sure. It’s interesting. I lived in Los Angeles when it happened. My son was 2 weeks old & I couldn’t reach my parents here in the OKC area & I was worried.. but I know I didn’t experience the intense feelings that the people from central Oklahoma were feeling.

I usually don’t remember my dreams

but this morning, I did.

Last night I dreamed that I kept getting lost as I was driving. I drove for hours on end, stopping to buy maps for my city that kept turning out to be maps from other cities.. like Minneapolis, Chicago, Seattle, Atlanta. Each map said my city on the front of it & when I opened it in the car to read it, it was for another city. I’m not sure why I didn’t check inside the map when I was still in the store. Dream-Me wasn’t smart like that, I guess. I didn’t ask for directions. I’m not even sure where I was going. I was just lost & frustrated.

Then a co-worker told me today that I was in her dream last night. She was at a restaurant with a bunch of people from work & I kept telling her that I was having a really bad day but I couldn’t tell her why. I said that I had to ask one of the management team at work to make sure it was ok to tell her why I was upset. In her dream, I never did tell her why I was having a bad day.

I think it was b/c I was tired from being lost all night in my dream. I guess I finally figured out how to get where I was going… to the restaurant! 🙂

If money was not needed

I would have a huge boat & float around in the tropics. Sometimes, I’d dock the boat and go to my home located on my private island. I’d have a tutor for the children so they could be on the boat with me. My friends and family would be able to to fly out anytime to join us. We’d sail around, play on beaches, surf, rest in hammocks in the evening, and count the stars.

If I got tired of this lifestyle (although I cannot imagine that happening) or during times of the year when the weather was not pleasant, I’d go back to the mainland. Several days each week would be spent volunteering in literacy programs. The rest of my days would be filled with music lessons of all kinds. I’ve played the piano for years (took formal lessons for 9 years…. 2nd – 11th grade) and can play the clarinet, but would love to master other instruments as well.

What would you do if money was not needed?

I am in such a poopy mood today

The bird has bitten me twice today & keeps flying away… then chirping b/c he’s stuck up on top of the curtains & not sure how to get down. He needs his wings clipped. The second time he bit me I wanted to smack him. But all I did was put him in his cage in time out.. again. Now he’s on my shoulder again, but still on my nerves a bit b/c I’m expecting to get bitten again anytime. Maybe that’s the problem. I wonder if he can sense that feeling like horses & dogs can sense things.

My kids are on my nerves. I want school to start again NOW! Well, tomorrow would be ok. All they’ve done today (it’s 12:30) is argue with each other, leave messes everywhere, and sit around in their pj’s without brushing their teeth! I let them sleep in the living room last night & watch movies until really late (2am). When I do this, I have to work hard to not get frustrated with their blankets/pillows on the living room floor when I first wake up. It drives me insane. I gave them a 30 minute limit after a couple of hours of biting my tongue. I finally told them to get dressed, straighten up their messes, brush their teeth & hair & get outside. We have nice weather here today.. in the 70’s.. kind of overcast & breezy. No excuse for not playing outside.

Now a book salesman came to my door. UGH! I would hate that job more than I can imagine. But at least he’s trying to work. I had already bought the books he’s selling from a girl 2 summers ago.. books that help with school stuff/research thru college.. so I declined.

OK. I’m finished with my ranting.

UPDATE: My mood is better. I didn’t realize when I was so poopy that I’d not eaten yet today! A few nutrients make all the difference!