Had another dream last night about a woman. This one was probably the most boring dream a guy could have about a woman. We were walking. And holding hands. Yeah, real exciting stuff. Tells you what my subconscious wants though, doesn't it? Normal guys have sex dreams. I have dreams about holding someone's hand. Look out, excitement overload here.
As to yesterday's issue with my sister - she did in fact almost die yesterday. That would have really fucked things up eh? Brother dies at thanksgiving, sister dies at Christmas? Nope. There's nothing wrong with me now...
They discovered a leak in their roof the other day and when she went up to put some pots under the leak until a contractor could come she discovered that she is allergic to their insulation. Severely allergic. Like airwaves collapsing anaphylactic shock allergic. Nine hours in the ER getting pumped full of steroids and adrenaline allergic. It was scary shit, but luckily she is okay. Good. One, I get to die next and two you can only die on a Tuesday. You know the fucking rules.
Worked all day yesterday on the new training guide. Got very frustrated though. I am finding it's a LOT of information. As I dig into one topic another topic weaves its way in. I am looking at a two and half to three day class. And I need to get this done by Monday. Today is a heads down do not disturb kind of day. I want to have it at least 60% complete by the end of today so people can start reviewing it over the weekend. I may hold it until Monday and deliver it then. That way people can review it next week.
The kid had a moment of crisis yesterday. Yesterday was her first 'free' day - no finals, no work, time to hang out with the new boy. But alas her work called her around 2 asking if she could work 7-12. She wanted to say no but I have raised her right and she knew saying no would be wrong in terms of some extra cash AND that she already turned down a shift on Wednesday. She said yes and then proceeded to melt down about it. But it really wasn't work that melted her down. It was everything. I worry sometimes that I have passed my depression genes along to her. I truly hope not. We had a long talk about her work, her college plans, her future, etc. The bottom line is I reminded her that I am not going anywhere. She has a roof over her head and food in the fridge as long as she needs. Plus that she is a good person and that she is still only 19. She needs to focus on that. She is just a kid. Yes, I know this is hypocritical coming from the guy who was at one point dating someone that old. But I never stood in her way to do what she wanted just as I will never stand in the kid's way to do what she wants to do and needs to do. Apparently I just want someone to hold hands with...
Her guy came over around 3:30 and he wasn't feeling well anyway and in the end it all worked out. I ordered them a pizza and while I worked, they played scrabble and some other games until she had to leave for work. I finished up around 6ish and then played some Diablo before going off to bed around 9:30. Seriously can my life be anymore exciting?
I still don't want to leave the house. I still don't want to be around people. My director texted me yesterday. I have to meet her and her husband before the 31st to go over the show. I don't want to really be in public, but I agreed to meet them saturday while she is getting more tattoo work done. This way it's a public place and I don't have to talk about the shit going on in my head. Just the facts ma'am.
Time for heads down work.
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