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an eternity It feels like it has been an eternity since I have written...and there is so much to write about. I've opened this white box several times over the past several days and there was so much to write about that I felt overwhelmed and just stared at the blinking cursor. * So, I babysat for my nephew on the 10th, and as I sat in that house, I just felt sad. Very, very sad. Artboy called before he went to bed that night, and I was crying. I kept looking around, and see pieces of my SIL all over, and just knowing that it was over...I don't know. I feel ridiculous talking about it..but it's true. I felt very sad. Heath didn't wake up while I was there, but I could not sleep. It felt very weird to be sleeping in their bed, and I considered sleeping on the couch, but couldn't find the plug to the baby monitor, and didn't want to go downstairs without it. So I laid in bed, listening to my iPod, willing myself to fall asleep. I last saw 3:30...when Heath made some noises..and then finally fell asleep. Until about 5:30am. When he made some more noises. And then I was worried about my brother because he said he'd be home by 5:30...and according to their alarm clock, it was 6:00. Realized about a half hour later when I looked at my iPod, that their clock was set a half hour fast. Anyway, the brother came home at 6am, and I drove home, to try to get an hour of sleep before I had to leave for Coolidge for stamp class. Didn't work. 2 hours of sleep sucked. * On the 11th, Donna and I drove together to stamp class. I really should have let her drive, but she didn't offer, so I just did it. There were numerous critters in the road on our way there, and when we arrived, I felt so relieved that I hadn't hit any of them. But on the way home, I hit a bird. What is with all of these birds lately??? It was flying straight toward my car, and I closed my eyes as it hit the windshield. Donna didn't think I had killed it though. * Donna realized she had forgotten my birthday on our drive down--she'd asked me how the other Jenn's birthday was, and I told her her bday was in June. She insisted on buying me a stamp set. * I got a free Schick Quattro razor in the mail, and fell absolutely in love with it. 4 blades really are better. Seriously. Who would have thought? It just glides across my legs. It's wonderful. * On the 12th, I decided to order a new camera so I would have it in time for our trip to CO. I got a Canon Powershot S2 IS, and I love it. I will eventually get lenses for it, but for right now, I'm good with what I have. Now I just have to find the perfect camera bag and get a battery charger for the rechargable AA batteries it uses. I got 2 1 GB SD cards with the gift certificate Matt and Alaina gave me for my birthday. * On the 15th, Artboy took me to the pet store, and I picked out my Betta. I ended up getting two--one for work and one for home. I haven't brought the one to work yet--I didn't want to move him so soon...and he's happily blowing bubbles right now and I don't want to upset him. I have yet to find a name for them. One is a deep blue with a bit of red..the other is a brilliant turquoise. I bought some Betta Bulbs to add some greenery, and it's been fun watching them sprout. I can't believe how much one of the grew yesterday. And of course, one isn't doing a thing. I hope it eventually sprouts. * I also received my camera on the 15th. On the days leading up to the 15th, Artboy kept asking me if I knew what day the 15th was. Not knowing what he was talking about, he'd say, "It's Betta Day!" It soon became camera day too, and that seemed to bum him out. I made sure to tell him that I was super excited about Betta day too. * On the 16th, we went to Home Depot to purchase a floor lamp for the bedroom that is similiar to the one we have in the living room. I thought it was the same, but it wasn't. Close enough though. And the price was awesome. The movers gave me $48 for breaking the lamp in the living room (which Artboy was able to fix), and I bought the new lamp for $25. Wee! We also went to Ikea and purchased a small book shelf with doors to use as a pantry. We put it together that night, and we now have all the kitchen stuff put away! We just have a couple more pictures to hang and then we are done. Hooray! * I still can't find my skillets though. And I'm missing one of my favorite cook books. Have no idea where they could possibly be, and I guess I'm just resigned to the fact that I'm going to have to use Artboy's cast iron skillets that are so flipping heavy. At least our sink is large enough to clean them in. I guess if that is all that I'm missing, that's not too bad. But it just drives me crazy. Where could they be??? * I picked my mom up at the airport on the 18th. I went over to my folks house a little early to spend time with my dad, but discovered that he wasn't there. He'd gone grocery shopping. On father's day. I tried to find the graphical plane locator, but couldn't locate one, so I kept going to Southwest's and Phx Sky Harbor's website to find out when her plan had landed. On Southwest, it said her plane was arriving. The other, had her coming in 10 min later than expected. I kept checking until it was 20 min passed her expected arrival time. And both sites said the same thing. So I decided to hop in the car and go. I ended up driving around and around about 6 times before I finally saw her. her plane was late, and I've gotta say, I don't think much of Southwest's plane checker. * My brother chose that night to tell my mom that he is seeing someone new, and once this "all blows over," he wants to bring her home to have her meet them. And he doesn't want them holding any of this against her because she has nothing to do with it. He claims she has nothing to do with why he's leaving my SIL, but none of us buys it for a second. My mom warned him, saying he wasn't being very smart. That this could definitely be used against him in a custody battle, and that it isn't smart for him to bring her to the house. He wouldn't hear any of it. And he especially didn't like it when my mom brought up the fact that he was cheating on her. He seems to think that the moment he told her it's over, that meant the relationship was over and now that he's seeing someone, he's not cheating. Um. Sorry. You are still married. Papers haven't even been served. You ARE cheating. My mom is very upset. * She was already upset at HER brother. He and his wife decided on Thurs that they were going to drive down from MI, and told my grandmother that they'd be there Friday evening. They had made plans to go to a play in another town, and my grandmother decided to stay home to wait for them. Now, my Uncle is forever saying he's coming..and then doesn't come when he's expected. I cannot tell you how often we've stayed up waiting for them to arrive...and they don't show up until the next day...or not at all. My mom was upset that grandmother decided to skip out on the play, and refused to stay home and went with my aunt and uncle (actually my great aunt and uncle--they are the same age as my mom). And as usual, my Aunt and Uncle didn't show up until the next day at 2:30pm. When my great-Aunt and Uncle asked why it had taken them 13 hours, they said it was because they'd stopped and done some shopping along the way. And they were so tired, they slept for most of the day they arrived. Now, knowing that my mom was leaving on Sunday, why on earth would you stop and shop along the way? Especially knowing that you'd already told people that you would be there the night before? *sigh* And then they were leaving on Monday. Was that trip really worth it? I guess it was for them. But it irritated my mom. * On the 20th, I was out with a migraine that had started on Monday after work. I came home and went to bed, and was asleep immediately. Woke up at 10pm, and my head was worse. Ate something, and then went back to bed soon after Artboy came home because he had the television so loud, it was killing me. When I woke up the next morning, the migraine was still in effect, and even worse. I wanted to die when I turned on the computer to text page my boss to let him know I wouldn't be in. I then went back to bed, and woke up at 2pm. Oi vey. Artboy came in and asked if there was anything he could do for me..all I wanted was water. He set out a mug with a packet of Oatmeal and a spoon for me when he left for work. And called later on to check on me. And brought some awesome corn chowder home for me. I would have never ever ordered corn chowder...now I'll have to try some more. * Things with the OA have been uncomfortable. She goes thru periods of talking to me..and not talking to me, and there doesn't appear to be any rhyme or reason to it. The other day, she was ranting about the former NR after not talking to me for days. Seriously, 15 minutes later, she's still going at it and I finally say, "OA, I really don't want to talk about this anymore. She's gone. There is no point in rehashing all of this. You and I will never agree that she had no worth here, and I really just don't see the point in discussing this any further. I have work I need to get done," and I turned around and walked into my office. And of course, she followed, and told me she wasn't bashing her, and I interrupted and said, "Well it sounds like that to me. And now, really, I have work to do." She kept going and I had to interrupt again and tell her I was done discussing it. She talked to me later on that day...I think that was last Thursday, but she really hasn't said anything to me since. She's avoided me at lunch. She doesn't say much throughout the day. Except to complain. Last week it was someone is screwing around with her phone to drive her crazy--it suddenly said "out of the office" and she couldn't remove the message. When I found out about it from our NNR, I tried everything, but to no avail. Found out yesterday that she told Dr Ass that someone there was screwing around with her. And when my boss fixed her phone (he called the system company), he said that she'll probably think we're doing it again. It's all so silly, but it's been nice to not have to worry about her at lunch time. I'm not all tense anymore. |