Calm but Anxious

 That's probably a win for me if I feel that way.  I know about the anxious part.  Any doctor appointment makes me anxious, like what are they going to find?  Do they see something I don't see?  Then it's this sense of relief when it's all good and you walk out the door.  Here's hoping I feel that way.  

I read a friend's story on Facebook about getting into a horrible accident with a rental car.  Not her fault.  She got hit by a truck with a boat attached.  Glass broken.  She's ok but she posted pictures of her shoulder banged up.  I told my mom I wasn't at fault and that semi driver got away with it.  Now I'm paying $250 for my deductible and getting punished with a higher premium starting in a couple of months.  My mom wants to talk to our neighbor about who that tow truck driver is and say something. I don't want her to do that. I want to forget that it happened.  

Last night the monster showed up on the Ring camera.  He actually used his own washer.  Jerk still put his stupid basket on our washer because he's too lazy to put it down.  The laundry basket will put scratches on the top of the washer.  It's a small thing but it's the type of thing he does.  We have found half empty dryer sheets, detergent and fabric softener half emptied so it was hilarious when my brother in law did their laundry and used the monster's soap.  The monster has a job now so he's probably sad he has to go somewhere everyday.  We're not.  Even before he had his fake business he was home half the time.  It was probably because they couldn't stand him.

I trolled Michael Moore on Instagram.  I don't know how to use X and Facebook is full of racists anyway.  I met Michael Moore maybe 20 years ago at a book signing and now I find myself getting frustrated by most of the stuff he says.  I said someone will call you old too.  At least the President can ride a bicycle.  I won't mention what I said after that.  He thinks Joe should step down now. 

Loyalty and having someone's back is a big deal for me.  I got what Joe meant when he talked about it on Morning Joe about the elites.  Great that all the money is pouring in for Kamala but kind of cruel how some people handled themselves.  I agree that Joe isn't the same.  I think there's something to be said about treating a person with dignity and being honest in a kind manner.  I thought he gave a fantastic speech and I think he will be able to focus even more if he doesn't have to campaign.  I'm sure he'll be out there for Kamala, but he can still work on getting it done.  I love how Dr. Jill has his back too.  They are couple's goals.  It was sweet to see the old news clips of them.  They're a great couple.  They're good humans.

I was going to get some stamps last night before the post office closed.  Someone was holding the door and asking me if I was dropping something off. I think they close at 6 and it wasn't even 5:30 but they had locked the door.  One woman was writing out slips for a ton of boxes and one woman was ahead of me and said I'm going before you.  Her boyfriend or husband had to go to the car to get something. I thought well thanks for the announcement.  I thought you are ahead of me, why did you say that?  Well because she was going to take a long time, that's why.  She couldn't figure out how to package her stuff up and dinking around.  Other people tried to get in through the other door and the guy told them that the post office is closed.  I gave up.  I thought this is stupid.  It's such a hit and miss with the rudeness at that post office that I've wound up ordering stamps online for my postcards or letters.  I'll try to find a post office nearby after my appointment and see if I can actually get help from a person.  Such a rare find these days.

I'll be leaving early with my big old Elantra and finding my way through the horrible streets of Milwaukee.

Let it be a good day.  I hope anyone else who feels anxious like me has a calm day too.  It's rough out there. 



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