Lost Time

 I just lost so much time yesterday with meetings that I didn't even care when I signed off.  I thought tomorrow is a new day even if it is a little abbreviated with my dental appointment this morning.

I found out that the old pervert attorney who happened to brush against me or a part of me is retiring this month.  Good riddance.  He was responsible for Trevor being let go and he was the biggest backstabber in the end.  Any time I thought he was decent he would prove me wrong with pulling me into his office and practically hissing in my face when I made a mistake.  Jerk.

Then I see Frick put out a comment about how sorry she was that he was retiring.  I'm not.  I'll be happier when she retires too.  Not soon enough.  I am curious to hear if there will be a retirement party. I hope they forget to invite me because I'm good over here.

I didn't mind we had one meeting but two was well, too much. I just didn't know where to begin when I got my time back and when it was time to sign off, I just didn't feel bad.  I did what I could.  

I see that people are getting doxxed and put on a website if they dare anything bad about the person who died this week.  We are basically in our own civil war.  People's behavior are just sickening.  I read more of what this person said and I just think what's wrong with us?  

I barely heard a word about what happened in Colorado and that's where the attention should have been but eh, it's only kids, am I right?  They should be used to it.  Sigh.  I feel for today's kids and what they have to deal with.  

I am hoping I do ok with the dentist.  It's just a cleaning but never know what shows up on an exam.  A cavity?  Maybe a crown?  I don't know. I had puffy gums in the front.  They said it was from mouth breathing. I think it's from my nightguard that does cut into them at times.  Everything has to cost money damn it.  I hope I can get my nightguard replaced next year.  It's expensive to be me and it's not in a good way.  

Well.  I got to get my day rolling and get out the door soon.  At least I can drive by my old home and see the neighborhood. I'm curious but there were too many headaches with that place.  I do miss the neighborhood at times but not my neighbor.  She was nuts.  I liked the location, but I think the area is way out of my price range these days.  

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Way Past My Bedtime

 I crashed before Reverend Raphael Warnock's speech.  The power of DVR saved me. I watched it this morning right up to the point where I had to sign in.  It was fantastic.   Hillary was great.  My mom was crying.  It meant a lot to her to have Hillary win that election and she was crushed. I was crushed.  She always fan girls over Hillary.  It was hard for me to decide in 2008 do I go with Barack or Hillary?  She gave a phenomenal speech. I had to watch Joe this morning.  No, I didn't cry like I usually did.  I got a little teary eyed when his daughter finished her speech and introduced him.  That nice man made sure his little boys had a dad that came home every night after they lost their mom and baby sister.  He took his oath of office by their bedsides.  He got a second chance with Jill and having a daughter.  He's such a good human.  Yeah, he looks 81.  He lit that stage on fire with a torch....
Read more

The Dark Things

I sometimes wonder about this when I'm in a brooding mood about how I got treated at a low time in my life.  Or lowest. Would people have been relieved if I just died?   Really.  I have thought the answer was yes.  I'm not talking about my family. I am talking about those who made their discomfort known to me.   They could have had some fake ceremony and a moment of silence.  There wouldn't have been a funeral so they could have forgotten about that part.  They would have excelled at pretending to care about my life if I wasn't here. Then, I had to go do something stupid and survive.  How do we deal with that?  My mentor even mentioned to me, well, you know, none of us have dealt with someone being sick.  Oh, should I get a fucking manual for that?  Excuse the F bomb but that was warranted. When I got my schedule for radiation therapy, I had wanted to talk to my manager about it and find out if it was ok.  I had gotte...
Read more

So Here's the Weekend

 I was having a wishful thinking moment last night when I was writing my postcards.  I was wishing for my imaginary friend that has shades of Stephen Colbert mixed in to show up and go for a walk on this humid July night.  We would talk and maybe check out the food trucks that were at the Farmer's Market last night.  Maybe they would be ok.  Maybe they wouldn't.  We would be getting out of the house and just talking about how our week went for both of us. Maybe we would stop at Pick n' Save and get my mom something she asked for.  He would always know how to talk to my mom and he would be someone she's really comfortable around like Charlie.  We would maybe see Charlie mowing the lawn on his usual Friday night task and talk to him. He might have plans with his kids in the morning so we say our good night with a hug or maybe even something else.  No, I'm not going salacious here.  Get your mind out of the gutter.  Maybe we'd see each...
Read more