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I'm trying to finish as fast as I can. Why do so many people come to Walmart at 6 am?
Cuz people are stupid and don't have anything better to do?
If I had the choice I'd go when there were fewer people to deal with. Late night/early morning seem like fine choices for that.
Because it's open.
He's finally on his way home now, I took four ibuprofen so I'm hoping when he gets home we can rest some. I don't know....I don't want to spend the whole day sleeping, but I'm hurting pretty bad.
Back home.
There aren't enough cashiers to make it an in-and-out trip at 6 am.
It's too bright, even with our black out curtains, so we gotta get up. Plus the dog is acting crazy. Guess it's time for me to make blueberry pancakes, bacon, and eggs.
Not sure if it's because of my recent loss or not, but this song hit me right in the feels.
I'm still hurting pretty bad and it's spread to my neck now....so I took something a little stronger since the ibuprofen doesn't seem to be helping at all.
Hope you get to rest properly tonight.
Henry's already in bed and I'm going there soon.
I gotta get some sleep tonight. I need to stop hurting.
Okay, have a good night kiddo.
I try
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I didn't mean to, but I've been getting sucked into reading old story....a lot of which doesn't really apply right now since so much has changed since the 500+ pages of this story.
I just want to say though, that despite Henry thinking it's crap....it wouldn't grab my attention and hold it for so long if it was crap. I just need for him to believe it.
We all go through phases in our lives where...maybe we think what we do doesn't matter, or like...maybe we're not as important as someone else....well...I think everything we do matters. In and out of game.
I don't know why I feel the need to say all of this right now....but I just feel like....maybe some of us are having a hard time right now dealing with stuff and need to know that no matter how hard things get sometimes....there is always a reason for everything that happens and no matter how bad, crazy, or crappy things seem to get....there is always something better on the other side and things really do get better. I have to believe that or I'd be nuttier than a fruitcake by now.
You can't enjoy the light, without the darkness to make you appreciate it. Right?
I'm sorry if it feels like I'm all over the place a lot here recently...we've been dealing with a lot of stressful stuff too...but everyone has "stuff". Our stuff is in no way more or less important than anyone else's "stuff"....sooo....I don't really know what it is I'm trying to say, but I hope as our friends you can kinda understand anyways.
I need to go dry my hair some before I get sick....or sicker. I haven't really been feeling good this weekend and I'm still kinda hurting...but all I've taken today is like 2 Naproxen....so I don't understand why I feel so out of it.
I didn't mean to, but I've been getting sucked into reading old story....a lot of which doesn't really apply right now since so much has changed since the 500+ pages of this story.
I just want to say though, that despite Henry thinking it's crap....it wouldn't grab my attention and hold it for so long if it was crap. I just need for him to believe it.
We all go through phases in our lives where...maybe we think what we do doesn't matter, or like...maybe we're not as important as someone else....well...I think everything we do matters. In and out of game.
I don't know why I feel the need to say all of this right now....but I just feel like....maybe some of us are having a hard time right now dealing with stuff and need to know that no matter how hard things get sometimes....there is always a reason for everything that happens and no matter how bad, crazy, or crappy things seem to get....there is always something better on the other side and things really do get better. I have to believe that or I'd be nuttier than a fruitcake by now.
You can't enjoy the light, without the darkness to make you appreciate it. Right?
Extremely well said.
Really? Cuz I was kinda thinking I was starting to sound a little crazy....
I've been kinda feeling a little crazy though here off and on lately though with everything going on and I have no idea where I am emotionally half the time anymore....I don't know if it's my hormones going completely out of whack or what....but I do feel like I'm a little bit crazy....I just hope I'm not making everyone else crazy too.
I feel like we wasted most of this weekend but...between Henry having to go in like ridiculously early Saturday morning and jacking his schedule all up...and both of us feeling like crap, and me hurting so much...it just sorta went by.
At least Henry and I got out for a little bit last night to have dinner at one of our favorite chinese places that is NOT a buffet. It wasn't huge or anything and pretty simple, but it was good.
Resting is not wasting the day. It's recharging.
I guess so...we were doing a lot of that yesterday. I musta needed a lot of recharging then after being a teacher/janitor for an entire damn week and not getting paid any extra for it mind you. As a teacher you also have to be referee apparently when they get to this 2 1/2 year old mark because everyone of our sweet babies are turning into little hellions. We have to try and keep their behavior in check around the younger ones that we're keeping when the other one's move up in August so the little ones don't turn into bullies like the bigger ones before we get our little little babies and end up with a huge ass problem.
Also...having water day on Friday where I got absolutely soaked trying to separate some kids and fix a hose that they nearly tore apart and then having to go back into the cold ass building soaking wet and deal with all that mess....plus Sandy's B.S.....I guess just kinda tossed me over the edge a little bit.
It was hot as hell Friday too...probably why I ended up feeling like crap all weekend.
I'm sorry...I don't mean to keep going on about it...but it was really really stressful. I'm hoping this week is better, but things won't get better until we get rid of our little monsters on the 14th and get our new babies that will make Sandy even crazier....but in a good way...I hope. LOL
I gotta laugh or I'd cry. Now I need ice cream and sleep.
There's a reason the Terrible Twos is a thing
They should call it "demonic possession twos" cuz that's what it feels like a lot of the time anyways.
On a separate note, I was wrong about how old I am. I've been telling everyone at work that I'm 42....but Henry says I'm actually 41. I won't be 42 till October....I don't know how I got confused.
Heh...yeah It happens. I said 43 the other day then went....wait....lol
Right?! Yeah....cuz u only six months older than me, so u was 41 too....how do we do that.
I guess mine is pretty much stress and memory lapses.
After a certain point you don't really feel any different so it kind of flows together anyway.
Yeah
Well, another day, another dime. I'm hoping this week goes by as quickly as our time off does. I have to go back to the dentist on Friday so I'll get off a little early. Whoopidy doo.
I think Ms. Helen is out today so I'm probably gonna have to stay late a little today, and Sandy is gonna be out Wed so I'm gonna have to go in early for her....so it like doesn't even matter that I'm leaving early on Friday cuz they'll work me like a dog for these next four days to make up for the three hours I'll miss on Friday. Sheesh....
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Well....that's 30 minutes I don't have to have taken out of my PTO since I was there till almost 5 o freaking clock.
That's soo cute Bubba. I love me some Vin. MmmMmm goooood. Hehehe
Sorry....Lol
Gots to eats the dinner. Yummy yummy pork steak with rice.
Sleep now so I can deal with the same ol' BS tomorrow.
Night night friends.
G'night.
Dealing with the dumbest person I've spoken to in months, right now. Oy
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She's talking about sandwiches again...
Sorry.....stupidity reigns eternal.
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I'm going to keeelllll you.
lol
Eh...it's I don't know. Dealing with lots of different stuff and I can't even remember who brought it up....but the thing is, everyone has different ideas as to what constitutes a date based on their own personal life experiences, and sometimes what they were brought up believing.
My parents for example don't even count the first guy I ever "dated" as a "real boyfriend" because whenever we "went out", either my friends or his cousins were with us....so my parents said he never really counted cuz we never really went out on real dates....that was back when I was 16 though....so I don't know.
We're tired....but it's turning out to be a restless night and I can't get my brain to shut the hell up so I can go the Fu<k to sleep.
Everything is being compounded by something else and I'm cramping and feeling like garbage....so that's not helping, neither is the acid reflux that I'm having now that I'm in bed.
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That's what parents tell themselves to sleep at night. Group dates are still dates, since the groups tend to fracture into couples as soon as they aren't supervised.
Sorry you're having trouble falling asleep.
In public places? Why would that freak them out? I'm sorry...maybe I'm just that stupid, but I don't get it.
I really....like really hate my body sometimes. I just want some sleep....
Yeah....so slept for total crap. I don't know what's wrong with me. Sometimes I wonder if I should just be put back on medication.
Only if it's just a sleep aid.
Hmph....I mean...I think sometimes I'm starting to feel a little crazy again. Ms. Sandy says everyone feels that way sometimes and she really really thinks it's my hormones....but because my levels were within "acceptable clinical levels" they won't approve of any kind of hormone therapy so I just have to suffer I guess....I don't know. Maybe it is just my hormones...I'm sure you don't want to see what the kind of medication I used to be on did to me. I was completely non functional and Henry can attest that it was not a fun ride at all. I think near the end of when they had me on all that stuff that it was actually making me more psychotic than actually helping me since my body was pretty much toxic or whatever from it. The levels were too high, but that was before they found out about the cyst and what it was doing to my pituitary gland and stuff.
Like when they had me taking that chlomid stuff and it was elevating my progesterone levels....I felt much more....like even and stuff and I was actually able to concentrate on stuff...now I just feel like I'm all over the place.
Then again...maybe I am just some insane person....
No you're not. Sorry. Haven't slept since yesterday before work. Crashing soon.