Finale Friday

No expectations for the day.  Hope it's one that's uncomplicated but I've been surprised before.  

I was feeling kind of nervous to hear that Republicans were kind of outpacing Democrats with early voting.  Then I remembered there's the mail in ballots. I saw a picture of Michelle Obama with her mail in ballot and Kevin Bacon putting his in the mail.  Of course we'll have people setting mail boxes on fire like in Arizona but still.  I didn't think of that factor.  It just makes me nervous.

I found out that our lifestyle account won't be so easy to use for just anything.  We have something where if we earn so many points, we can get $90 every 3 months.  I thought what am I going to use it for?  A meditation class?  Yeah, it may help but I don't think it would help with medical.  My mom actually came up with a good idea.  She asked about joining something like Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers.  I liked the idea of getting food that's healthy sent to me until I saw the price and thought that's insane and also very processed.  I have done Weight Watchers a million times before and I do not want to sit through meetings where someone melts down because they had a Reese Peanut butter cup after I ate a bag on a Wednesday.  I guess I could do it online and on my phone.  The price looked good and well within the budget I get for the account.  I did want to get some kettlebells and if I can use it for equipment like that, then maybe it can help me lose weight.  Maybe I won't have anxiety about having more health problems.  

I went to a couple of stores last night and got back shortly before 6:00 pm because I know it gets dark early. I saw someone coming down the alley and that always makes me nervous.  When I pulled in, I grabbed my bag and hustled to get into the house. I don't know if the kid was on the phone but I think I got woofed at.  I know there were some dogs barking so maybe that was it.  I just know I get attention for the wrong reasons.  I know I shouldn't think like that, but people can be so charming and delightful.  Either I'm a sexy kitten or an ugly dog.  I never get the in between part.  Jerks.

I could hear Precious huffing this morning and I got panicked. I thought is she sick?  I ran to the bathroom and found her in the bath tub.  I picked her up and asked her if she was ok while I snugged her.  She let out the biggest sneeze.  Yep.  My cat has allergies.  Poor Precious.

I guess my sister and her husband got a house.  Good for them.  It's some type of mobile home but it really doesn't look like that.  It's in a senior community and they were fine with my nephew living there.  He's not some wild child.  He works at a library and the only thing they may see him doing is picking up dog poop when he walks Daisy.  It's not something you'll see with the monster downstairs.

Here's hoping the good people have a good Friday.    Looks like Precious pooped.  She's running back and forth now.  Don't we all do the same when that happens?  

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