Rainy Sunday, Video Games and Trouble Makers

I obviously didn't go for a walk. I thought it would let up.  I was wrong.  Once I got back to my car after I finished at Target, I sat there and played video games while it thundered and pray that lightning doesn't strike my car.  Just what I needed.

I got Charlotte a little gift card for Easter.  I probably got too much but that's what grande aunties are supposed to do.  Hopefully her mom doesn't think I went overboard because well, I know I did.  It was for only $10 to add the barrage of other goodies I have waiting to package up and mail for her.  Yeah. I went overboard.

I played video games in my car while the rain kept pounding down.  It was just kind of nice to take a minute and not have to worry about anything.

I saw that the 4 amendments that Louisiana voters all got struck down.  That is amazing.  I'm maybe feeling a little hopeful after reading about that.  Wishing for good things on April 1st.

I don't know why people have a problem with drag queens when they worship someone who wears orange make up and their vice president obviously wears eye liner.  They already got 2 drag queens running the show.  I'd like to forget their DUI hire that's putting the wrong people on text chains.  Good lord.

I thought about cancelling one of my appointments since it's two days after the ultrasound and I thought, I'm probably going to be a mess and start crying when it's the easiest of appointments I have.  I figured I have the money for a co-pay and later in the year, I might be stretching my dollars again until the next tax refund.  I think it'll be ok.  

I have to think of a way to describe the new individual who was entered our daily lives.  The Diva?  I am regretting sharing too much with the diva because I think she's going to be digging in my business if I start getting appointments.  The lurker was maybe on some type of leave and they kept asking and asking. I didn't have a problem if someone needed to take some time. I just wanted to know when and is there an estimate for how long?  I had to tell the diva that if something is medical, it's nobody's business.  I shared with what happened to me.  The diva was sympathetic and shared an experience with a family member and was so sorry.  After seeing their actions lately, I just regret saying anything.  We talked so much it spilled out.  I am seeing the angry messages the diva sends to others and I think don't do that.  Don't talk to people like that.  I think the diva is someone who likes to start problems and I think I need to keep my distance.  I've offered the diva help at times and tells me that now isn't a good time.  Well.  I tried.  We're not playing the sharing is caring game if questions are asked.  In the words of Tim Walz, Mind your damn business.  And don't talk to people in an email like that.  Good gawd.  

Corinne told me that she's going to a protest next Saturday and I guess there's a mystery guest.  I'm excited for her.  I'd be too afraid to go.  I would like to go to a town hall to feel better about things.  I don't trust the protests.  I hope she's safe.  It's a quiet one.  Good for her.  No starting any Teslas on fire!

I sure hope we win on Tuesday for Supreme Court.  I don't want to give up on the Good Fight.

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