Y3 D349

I really wish people would take a break from emails, texts, phone calls, etc between 10pm and 6am. That's not asking much is it? Sometimes technology is not the godsend people make it out to be. Sometimes it's just a pain in the ass because you get bombarded with a ton of shit to wake up to in the morning. Work emails, missed phone calls from crazy people, stupid emails from people about things you don't really care about... Sigh. It's enough to drive someone insane. Oh wait. Too late.

Stayed in the house all day working yesterday. In other words, another typical monday morning. Monday day for that matter too. Worked until it was time to take the kid to the train around 3, then came back home and moped for 2 or three hours. I wanted dinner but I didn't want to go out alone. I ended up going out alone and felt like such a loser sitting in a place eating by myself. Didn't help that I was the only one in the place pretty much the whole time. Yay me. The food was good at least. I just went around the corner to a local sushi place which is cheap but has a really good seafood salad. But it sucked being the only one in there.

Apparently the kid is stressing right now as I woke up to an email from her about summer stuff. She missed her deadline to register for summer classes. Now she is freaking out as to what she should do. At what point do I back off and let her deal with things herself?

Oh and I got my IRS bill yesterday. Actually I am 'happy' about that. They applied my $5800 and I only owe them $8500. I am going to setup auto payments of $150 a month to take care of it. I figure that will knock me down to about 7 by this time next year, another 5 refund would leave me two. I am still seeing 2015 as when I come out from all of this and can breathe again.

As long as it's before 2018.

Had a weird dream last night. Was back in college. First day, math class. Then I had to get to a history class and the head doctor from Scrubs (Dr Cox) was in the class with me. The teacher was a hippie freak who gave us yoga mats and a syllabus that included 'personal growth time'. Attached to the back of the classroom was an office that was supposed to be my office for work. Weird.

I have a bunch of stuff to go follow up on now.