The Deli Worry

I went to ACME to get cold cuts for my lunches at work, just cheese and turkey, nothing special. While the deli guy was slicing away, he asked me if today was the 30^th. I said “no, the 29^th”, and he kind of made some signs of relief, so I asked “why, did it [the turkey] expire?” He thought it was pretty funny, and said “that was a good one”, but no, the cuts were ok, he just had to do something after work that had to be taken care of before the 30^th.

Can’t blame a girl for worrying about her meat and dairy.

And Here Come the Water Works…

I have no idea why I’m leaking water all the time. I don’t even know how it happened, but I was talking to K at work, and all of a sudden, I was re-living my life when I was sent away to Portugal.

I can’t believe how much it still hurts me, how I felt so guilty for hurting G, how I felt rejected and abandoned by my own father…He sent me away without giving me any details or money. Just thinking about how lucky I was I had saved some money and took it with me, because he never even thought of how I would go from the airport to any one of my relatives’ houses. Or where I would be staying.

He told me to pack my crap, and get ready to leave. No date, no cat, nothing. I took a train, lugging big suitcases with all the belongings I could fit in them. I had never felt so lost. I wish I had left the bad memories behind, and only kept the good ones, but even these were hard to think about.

No Longer a “Virgin”

Wow, I should cut my hair everyday! I can’t believe all the positive feedback I’ve been receiving. Makes me feel really good! Also shipped out the shedded locks. Buh-bye now.

While my goal had been to look more “mature”, I was told I look even younger. The new do does make me slightly “brighter-eyed” than I did with the old “virgin” haircut. Feeling like a huge weight is off my shoulders. Switched to my contacts and added a bit of make-up. I feel pretty, o so pretty…

O Snap! The Long Hair is Goners

I decided to get my hair cut short a while back. Since it was so long to begin with, I waited a few more months until it reached 10 inches of "extra" hair. This way, I would be able to donate it to Locks of Love.

And today, it happened! Snip, snip!!! Two good things come out of this! One, I got a more "adult" haircut, and two, someone else will get my hair!
I wasn't apprehensive at all, even when watching the scissors cut through the pony tail. It was kind of cool to play with it after, although if I do this again, I will refrain from touching it, ehehehe. My hair is "glide-y" by nature, so even when tied with the rubber band, it started to slip away from it! Some of it fell off, so I had to re-do the tail.

It was just so nice and soft, I couldn't resist!

Happy Kitties With Loads of Protein

Both my cats are, on occasion, really clean up masters. They are, they really are.

Sashimi was hunting tiny moths, with her head stuck in one of my bedroom lamp shades. All I saw was a fuzzy body wriggling around the shade. She caught a few of the little suckers!

Sushi's eyes sparkled when he saw this big-ass insect resting on one of the closet doors. He bleeted like a little sheep, and he just seemed so intrigued! I thought he had lost the critter, until I came close to him to try to find it...And he "smiled" at me, with a little insect leg dangling from the corner of his mouth.

I'm so proud of my kids.

No ETA on Recovery Phase

Ok, so I didn't recover from my ego-blow on Wednesday...I took Thursday as a sick day, and let me tell you, I wish I hadn't. Besides being so out of it, upset, and extremely tired, I had to deal with the a-hole. Yes, he had the day off.

From about 9:30 AM until 2:00 or 3:00 PM, he did nothing but argue and scream, would not leave me alone. I recorded a portion of the fight, and actually brought it in to work on Friday for a friend or two to listen to it. I'm not exaggerating when I say that there IS something wrong with him... I know I am in a mentally and verbally abusive. I am upset though, that I allowed myself to be treated this way.

Meat!

A few ladies and I went out to lunch to celebrate a promotion. On the ride back to work, we got into a meat conversation - steaks, meat, more meat.

Of course, it quickly got pervy...someone mentioned they like meat, another said she hasn't had meat in a while, then the other said she bet she hadn't had "meat" in a while, we giggled, then, my turn...I haven't had "meat" in such a long time, I could be considered vegetarian. Vegan!

Hah, true, but very sad.

And Here is My Hero...

I had one of those horrible days at work, where my ego completely got deflated, undeservingly. I got denied a salary increase for the extra work I've been doing for the past 7 months. It isn't just the regular acceptance of additional responsibilities when another employee leaves and is not replaced...This was above and beyond, especially for the title I currently hold. Obviously, I did not take it well at all.

STEX came home, and it was pretty clear something was bothering me, so he asked, and I told him what happened. Somehow, he always ruins the opportunity to be the consoling human being. Let's see...petted my hair, which I absolutely hate. Kept doing it even when I told him to stop. Asked if I wanted water, even though I had an open bottle on the nightstand. Ok, that seems nice, right? It is, unless, as he did, unless you keep asking repeatedly, when I tell you "no" over and over again.

Wanted to borrow my cell phone because there's something wrong with his (yeah, it's called overuse and abuse), but mine was asking for the SIM (don't know why, maybe just a fluke), went on and on about me not charging my phone, blah blah blah, I said "it's mine, I charge it when I want to", a little back and forth, until he gave me the "stupid mother fucker" line, and that was it for me. Asshole.

Snail On a Mission

I was outside at work, a few days ago, with a few people. Once in a while, we see a little insect or something, and we inspect it, run from it, or thoroughly discuss it. Well, this snail was slowly moving towards the underground parking lot, but he was in a very sunny area, with only pavement in his path.

I decided to move it back to the "garden" area, where it could be in the shade, and find a lot of plants to keep its tummy full.

Then I mentioned something like: "what if he was trying to get to a meeting? He must be thinking, man, that just set me back another year!"

Eh.

Another One Bites the Dust

STEX has apparently found other people to annoy. I’m sure he encounters new victims every day, but now, he has managed to irritate the crap out of the people at the bank who are handling his refinance (not yet final, unfortunately…).

So you think, well, it’s not that bad, surely I’m exaggerating. HAH not so, my dear, not so…Let’s just say that Karen (the loan consultant), started out very hopeful. Ah yes, they all do…positive attitude, always reachable, ready to help out in any way possible.

After many days of talking to STEX, I get her on the phone, and she keeps throwing words like “demanding”, and “tunnel vision”, and that’s when I hold onto my skirt, because it’s going to be a bumpy ride. Of course, she’s aggravated with him…I tell him to back off, that she is no longer involved with the refinance, that it has been passed on to the loan processor (aka the sacrificial lamb), but the damage is done.

Today, he called her frantically (I’m guessing he was very rude, as usual), because he received the paperwork for the loan, and he freaked out with the amounts (plus the homeowner’s insurance had been included, and since we pay it separately, he obviously concluded that the bank was “stealing” his money and freaked out).

I’ll assume she no longer wants any involvement with him. I tried calling her at work, then on her cell (which she ALWAYS had on), but no luck. Poor thing.

So Easy, Even an Idiot CAN’T do it – Part IV

STEX reminded me to give him a new checkbook so he can pay the past due T-Mobile and HOI, as well as the new bills that came in yesterday. Also, mentioned it would be better if he had each company directly withdraw the money from the checking account, because it's too much trouble, and if I can set this up for him. So it's not so easy, is it???

He talked again about the cell phone, the late fee…Said it was only $5, $10 or something like that, not a big deal. Excuse me, vile enemy?! Can I, for a second here, recall how much yelling, and screaming I heard from his mouth, when I paid one single bill late, and we had to pay a $5 fee? Called me irresponsible, told me this is the reason he was leaving me...

Horse's ass.

So Easy, Even an Idiot CAN’T do it – Part III

I skipped my way to the mailbox, and o, what do I find? An invoice for our homeowner’s insurance. I know I’ve been asking this question a lot lately, but what?
He told me he paid the bill over a month ago!

It wasn’t due until June 28th, but apparently, he never sent in the payment! I remember it very well…We both looked at the bill, and I said it wouldn’t be fair for me to pay for ½ of it, since it’s for renewing it for 12 months. I said I would divide it into monthly payments, and again by 2, and pay my part every month.

He said I didn’t have to worry about it, because he felt sorry for me for not having any money, blah blah blah…He never paid it!

So Easy, Even an Idiot CAN’T do it – Part II

He mentioned his cell phone was not working properly, so he called T-Mobile. They never received the last check. What? I’m sure he paid the bill, maybe he forgot to mail it or the company never deposited it. Alright. It happens.

That sure serves him right for making it seem that whatever I do is not that hard.

So Easy, Even an Idiot CAN’T do it – Part I

Bill paying is not a difficult task, but it does take skill, planning, and organization to accomplish it successfully. According to my STEX, however, it’s nothing. You only need to spend what, 5-10 minutes on it? If he were to handle it, I would only have to show him once, and he would get the hang of it.

O yes? Ok, so a while back (see Going Postal June 13th), it was decided (by me) that he needed to learn how to pay bills on his own. We went to work on the bills. First time, I looked over his shoulder and guided him. He said next time he wouldn’t need my help.

Second time, he asked me to check his work, and again, mentioned he could do them all by himself. I was sooo happy for him. Scoff.

Nice Surprise

Someone paid me a really nice compliment at work! Well, besides the ones I got for my red shoes. While I was cooking up my oatmeal, one of my co-workers said she wanted to commend me on being so organized, that it's the first time she actually knows what is going on with the webcasts (I manage these puppies). Really made my day!

Remove Foot From Anal Crevice

Well, I might have been wrong about the crib thing, heheh. It appears that it is an old fashioned book shelf. I'll still investigate further, though. Just making sure...