I slept in until 5:42! Look at me go!
I had a busy morning yesterday. Got up, went grocery shopping, had my hair did, and ran errands. Then came back home and did nothing the rest of the day. I didn't feel like painting. Saved that for today.
Fuck it's ear infection season. My left ear is stopped up. Got to find my $150 ear drops from last year.
Welcome to the weekend where I am up at 4:30. Yay. Neither of us slept good last night. I blame Indian food. It was good, but it's doing a number on us both.
Worked, had Indian food, went to bed. I had therapy yesterday which went well. Started planning the painting of the closet room. Going to start that project today. Wish me luck. Now excuse me, back to the bathroom.
Nothing new to report. Same shit different day. Just going through the motions. I don't know. I'm losing it. I'm perpetually tired, I am done cooking all the time. I am done with a lot of things.
What makes religious people think they are immune to No Soliciting signs? Specifically Jesus people. I have noticed over the years that Mormon, JW, and similar will respect the sign. "Christians" however do not. They still come to the door like it's their right. We had a gaggle of old church ladies roaming the neighborhood yesterday. Like gas seekers in the Australian desert from Mad Max. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. Take your Jesus and shove it please. Not only that, but they were crazy to be out in the weather this week. It's finally cooling down but they were out there in 90 degree heat and humidity. Suffering for their cause I guess? I got to teach C something new about them. She was wondering why they do it given how they get treated and I told her that was the point. The point of sending any member of any congregation out to do door to door missionary work is to be rejected and shunned and treated like shit. When they go back the leaders can say "see we told you we're the only ones who love you. This is your family. Stay safe here with us". Cult mentality. But you know, it's the gays and us trans folks who are "shoving our agenda" down the throats of "good Christian folks". Go fuck yourself. I am not going door to door with bottles of estradiol saying be one of us! Although, that might be kind of funny.
Finished part one of my presentation yesterday. Part two to be done this morning. Then I can put this all to bed. Find out what my next task is. Yay. Made fish tacos for dinner. Watched TV. Not much else going on. Oh B's grandmother is in the hospital again. This time however she might not make it. Sad, but inevitable. The whole reason why I live in MI. I am undecided if I should go to a funeral. I don't want to start anything but I do want to pay my respects. I will decide when the time comes.
One week until we go away. Can't come soon enough.
Nothing really to report. We did take a break during the day for C to do some shopping. She hasn't bought herself anything in a long time and the girl needs clothes. She ended up buying pants, a jumpsuit, a new leather jacket, a shirt, and a new pair of boots. I was really proud of her for putting herself first for once. She spent less than $200 on everything which is amazing. I helped by giving her $60 in old navy credit I had. That went a long way. Basically covered the jacket. She also treated us to lunch. She had guilt over everything for a while, but got over it. Now she has clothes for our upcoming events.
Made pork chops for dinner. Watched tv. Went to bed. Still hotter than fuck here. Supposedly it will start to cool down today. Please dear jeebus let it.
Well, it was hotter than satan's asshole yesterday and still is. It's 5:30am and it's 74 outside. Going to be mid 90s today again. We were going to do things yesterday then had the common sense to say no. It was too fucking hot out. We should get a break from it towards the end of the week. Come on fall. Hurry up and get here.
So we did nothing. I finished the dresser and putting all the clothes back in said dresser. We played video games. We made dinner. We cleaned up the house a bit. Yes, that's our idea of doing nothing. C doesn't have to work until tomorrow and I am letting her sleep in. I do like the fact it's already Tuesday. Get us closer to the weekend. Only 10 more days and it will be our one year anniversary. Holy shit. Here's the dresser:
Happy 100!! At 9am no less! I slept in finally! Sweet mother of god, I slept in. Call the papers, call the press! Fuck. None of that makes sense in today's world, does it?
Of course we were up until 2:30 so it's not like I truly slept in. I got my normal amount of sleep. Just delayed. Have I mentioned I have the best partner? Yes? Well too bad, because you're going to hear about her again. Suck it.
Yesterday she worked. I spent the day working on a dresser. I completely refinished this nasty ass green dresser B left behind. Functionally it's fine, but it was ugly as sin. The person we bought it from had painted it with chalk paint, never sealed it, and painted over the hardware. All in all it bugged me whenever I looked at it. I got some white chalk paint, the proper wax to seal it, and stripped that hardware. 3 coats of paint plus one coat of wax later and I am happy. Pictures tomorrow as the final coat is still drying. But here's the thing, I would work on a coat then wait two hours before the next coat. I was bored and puttering around the house. I was getting sad and lonely. It's not C's fault, but she has worked every weekend since starting and it sucks. I have been up at 4:30 every fucking weekend day. Tired of it. So when C got home I commented on how proud of her I was, but that I'd like to do something together because I've missed her and this weekend shit sucks. I was talking about today, but that little minx surprised me with 10pm, no one under 16 allowed, Barbie tickets!! WOO! I got to dress pretty and go out at night! Late night date night surprise! We had the best time. Because it's a 2 month old movie and it was 10pm, there were two other people besides us. Fucking rocked. They were in row three, we were in the back. Neither of us bugged the other. Downside is you get the end of night popcorn but meh, it was a good time. We got home, did other things, and finally went to sleep around 2:30.
I don't know what we're going to do today, but it doesn't matter. I had a good time last night.
Some day I will sleep past 4:30. Some day. Not today. But some day.
I spent 4 1/2 hours cleaning out that cat room yesterday. I filled the recycling with old boxes, a garbage can of junk, and a contractor bag. Five years of accumulated garbage. I'd say never again, but we all know shit happens when you live some place. You just end up with stuff. Stuff you think you need but don't. Stuff that just piles up.
Speaking of cats, I am no longer speaking to Marble. She went into my new closet room and pissed on a pile of shirts. I've had it with her. Just fucking done. I am no longer acknowledging her presence. She doesn't exist as far as I am concerned. I will continue to feed and water, but right now, she is dead to me. I'm tired of cleaning up other people's decisions.
Made salmon for dinner. Went to the grocery store. More of the same today. This is my life. It's not a bad life, but it sure is getting tedious. It's okay. 10 days we will do something exciting.
Alright let's get going. Things to do people. It may be a holiday weekend for some, but in this house C has to work the next two days and I have projects to work on. Figuring out the bills yesterday proved trickier than originally planned. It was trying to figure out what came out of what but the autopay things were sneaky. I almost missed one but remembered in the knick of time. Otherwise I would have hurt myself. But I caught it. Got that taken care of, worked on my presentation, had a meeting about it, and then my day was done. We had chinese food, watched tv, played video games, went to home depot for some paint for a project I am going to start this weekend, went to bed.
Today, grocery store, laundry, then I am cleaning out the storage area. Look out bitches, here I come.
Okay, my first split direct deposit happened today. I need to figure out what comes out of what account. This is going to be interesting. On a plus note, with one more DD into BoA, they will credit me $300. That's literally free money. I didn't move everything because I have a ton of autopay stuff that still comes out of Wells. I have to sit down and figure out what comes from where. Once I minimize or move the auto stuff, I can change the DD again. Or maybe not. We will see.
Worked on my presentation. It's literally all I am doing right now. Another day of it today. But it is a three day weekend. I just need to get through it. Made sweet and spicy chicken for dinner. Watched some tv. C stayed up late as it was the first time she could in a while. I definitely do not hold it against her. I went to bed around 11, she came in around 2. But let's talk about differences, shall we? First off, she went to bed with me and we had our nighttime ritual time together. Only after about 30 minutes when I was falling asleep did she get back up. I woke up right before she came to bed and didn't have the panic attack I was having a year ago when the same thing would happen. I knew that my partner was literally just in the other room playing a video game, not still out fucking someone or on a random 2am taco bell run. Or in the other room chatting with their multiple girlfriends. My partner doesn't act like they're single even when they're technically not. No, mine was killing shit in a digital world. Instead of a panic attack, I smiled when I woke up, saw what time it was, and saw she wasn't there. Why? Because she deserves a night of being able to do what she wants. She works 4-5 days a week getting up at 4:30 in the morning. There's a difference between staying up because you're binge watching Grey's Anatomy for the 15th time and sleeping in until 2pm the next day, and doing it because you know you'll be spending the whole weekend getting up at a ridiculous time. So yeah, she earned it versus just deciding they've earned. There's a difference.
Alright, let's figure this bill shit out.
