Looks like I am going back to RI next month. 5 days, 3 days of teaching, 2 of driving. What was supposed to be remote has turned into onsite. Fuck me. I spent yesterday trying to arrange dog care for those days. Nightmare.
Made lamb chops for dinner. Presentations the next two days.
Are we there yet? I don't know where there is, but I don't want to be here that's for sure.
I wish I could go back. Go back to being 13 or 16. Or 25. Or 40. A chance to do it all over again and this time make better choices. Make choices for me instead of everyone else. Make not the right choices, just better choices. Change how things are. Change who I was, who I am, and who I am supposed to be. But alas that won't happen, will it? I am stuck on this trajectory into the sun.
Nothing new to report. Made salmon and crab bowls for dinner. Worked on a new certification. Took care of dog. Living the dream.
My snow guy didn't come until almost 4pm yesterday. Even if I had wanted to go somewhere I couldn't. The roads were horrible, the driveway was blocked and it snowed all damn day. There's a good foot or two of snow out there right now. It sucks.
I didn't do anything yesterday. Dog duty. Watched the snow come down. My depression is at an all time high.
So yeah, that's how I am feeling. Whee.
It snowed non-stop. Still snowing. We're supposed to get up to 10 inches over the whole weekend. I think it's closer to 5 or 6. I went out yesterday morning to the grocery store and it was bad. I slid through one red light, was making my own lanes in places, slid through a roundabout. Luckily it was early enough and no commuters that I had the roads to myself.
I did ALL the laundry yesterday. Got it all done and put away. In the process I found the basement flooding again. Same place as last time. I sent roto a message asking what my warranty on their work is. We shall see this morning.
The bigger news from yesterday is my friend and I formalized our trip to Nashville. She booked us a double queen at the Omni. 5 star hotel right downtown connected to the Hall of Fame. I in turn bought our entrance tickets to the museums, made dinner reservations, and planned out our itinerary. This is really happening. In two months I will get three days to myself out of this house. I can't wait. We're going to the Country Music Hall of Fame, the Johnny Cash museum, Hattie B's hot chicken, The Farmhouse, the Pancake Pantry, the Gibson Garage, Martin's BBQ - all within a 2 mil walking radius. She got us a prime hotel. I am so excited.
Now I wait to hear about my basement. Joy.
My meeting did not go well. He wouldn't listen to what needs to change. It was hot air blowing. I am doomed.
VD was good. C loved her gifts. She's taking me to dinner tonight.
Have a meeting today at 2pm with the CEO and CFO. Lovely. Not looking forward to that shit show.
Nothing of excite to discuss. Went through the motions. Made tacos.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Got my W2 fixed. Wasn't easy. It was an "oversight". Yeah, right.
We stayed up way too late last night but we are through season 3 of Saul. I don't care what anyone says. Superior show to BB. Just is. More nuance, more likable and dislikable characters. Bigger world. I am excited to see where things go.
Made chicken for dinner. Not much else going on. Can't wait for tomorrow to give C her presents. She surprised me with roses early. I don't expect her to do anything on Friday but it's okay. I know her heart is in the right place even if her memory isn't.
It snowed about 6 inches last night. Very quiet outside.
I am pissed off right now. My W2 is in my dead name. WTF? This feels intentional. My name has been changed for over a year. Why screw it up now? It was fine last year? I feel a fight coming on.
My CEO wants a meeting. Fucking hell. More stress.
This is not a good week.
I guess I am back to learning how to live with my head screaming all the time. I get brief periods of respite but then it's right back to it. It was nice while it lasted.
Mostly random stuff yesterday. Nothing exciting nothing noteworthy. Made meatballs for dinner. Watched three episodes of Saul. Fucking hate Chuck. Halfway through season 3 already. Going much faster than BB ever did. Played with my guildies. Went to bed.
