I don't feel yesterday can be as neatly categorized as the weekend sadly. It was a weird day for a monday and completely unexpected. Not that B did anything for once. Things on that front are reaching some kind of groove that we just have to contend with for the next few months. We'll see how that goes. No, this time I had to help someone else.
At 9am yesterday my friend calls me in tears threatening to end it all. What the heck is with everyone, myself included, that this world has become so overwhelming that we all just want to end it? Seriously. They had an issue similar to ours where the water heater went kaput. They had to contact their ex because they couldn't afford to fix it on their own. The plumber they called (same as ours) quoted between 3000 and 5000 for standard tank. Same rough quote we got. But if they financed it, it would hurt their ability to complete the re-fi they're right in the middle of. So they called the ex (it's her house too still) to see if they could help. What they got was verbal abuse, their number being blocked, and a threat of "I'll come over and fix it my fucking self". Goddamn butch lesbians. Give them a hammer and they think they can do anything. Regardless, this pushed my friend over the edge. I rushed over there, calmed them down, and made a strategy. We have a mutual friend who works in the plumbing industry. Called him, got him to get us a water heater at cost ($562), and he said he would install after work. In this case it was a pretty straight forward job as it was basically a tank swap. Or so we thought. After that we went to the store and got replacement locks and deadbolts for any accessible doors. This included new garage door hardware. I then proceeded to install everything for them. I didn't get out of there until after 1pm. I still had work to do! I came home, chatted with B for a few, and did my work until 5 when I went out to see my gf.
B was deep into their schoolwork. Very impressed to be honest. They are taking this seriously and really working on stuff. It's still going to take a while no matter how much they push, but it was nice to see them focused. They later in the day went over to their gfs to study with them as they are pursuing a real estate license. I can actually understand this because the gf has a quiet space with no distractions like me or the animals. Of course they stayed there until 12:30 fucking, but that's not my business. No, really it isn't. I can be salty for sure, but at the end of the day as long as they get home safe, don't care. Heck, I know they've bought new sex toys because I saw them while cleaning. Good for you. I've got a dozen they don't know about and it is what it is. No, for once, on the B front, meh. I was thinking yesterday how I am clearly coming to terms with things maybe as I do continue to figure out how I want the house to look when they are gone. Maybe it's my way of creating a distraction, maybe it's my way of coping, but regardless, it works mostly. My anxiety is still screaming and I am taking more buspar than in the past, but I am getting through each and every day on my own terms.
Saw my gf for dinner. We had street tacos at the one place here that does them right. We discussed our sex plans for Thursday. Then I dropped off an ice chest that's been in the back of my truck since the camping trip at another friend's house. Wow. I do have a ton of people in my life now, don't I? Real people. Not imaginary friends that only like me because I spend money. Nice change of pace.
Got home, watched some tv, had me time, went to bed around 11. As I said, B got home around 12:30. Somewhere in there got a text that friend's water heater was not finished and now they have no water. They might be coming over this morning to shower. I get it. They have to work and get things done. Understandable situation.
Today I teach from 11-3, then I have therapy, then group. B is going over to, I don't know what to call her at this point, um, butch gf? Yeah, let's go with that. Technically they're not sleeping together since the whole suicide thing, but I don't know how else to describe. So they're going over to butch gf's house to help them pack up for a move and provide comfort. Unknown when they will get home. I will be home around 11.
Meh. Life, eh?
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