Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Feelin' kicky...

What. The. Hell??  Really?  Why is it that when some of us have to be grown ups and do what we need and have to do, others are able to just do whatever the f**k they wanna do?  For example, I like my job but it's not easy, it can be kind of emotionally draining.  Some days I would like to run away, screaming like my head is on fire, but I don't because husband and I have bills to pay.  This year, when we got our tax refund, we paid off my car. YAY go us!!  But someone I know, who is old enough to know better, has decided that instead of paying off some outstanding debt, they are going to go on a vacation out of the country instead on their refund.

Are you serious right now?  I mean, really...?? I am aware that I cannot control other people and their actions, but sometimes it really chaps my ass to know that some people would be able to do whatever they want when husband and I actually have to be grown ups.  Being a grown up sucks.   Guess I am a little jealous, because I know that if husband and I made a bonehead move like that, our parents would say "Uh, no. We aren't helping you."

I am feeling considerably less kicky and bitchy than earlier because husband and I went to the gym this evening after dinner and I used some of my anger energy there... but I'm still pissy. In with the nicey nice, out with the rage. 

Whatever, I guess I get to just go to my happy place, put on my big girl pants, and deal with it.  On a happy note, I was able to catch up with someone from high school yesterday that I never really expected that I would be able to hang out with again.  It was great, and I had a blast catching up. I guess that's all I really had to say.  I am aware that this post wasn't funny or quirky or entertaining.  I realize that it was angry and rage-y and kinda bitter, but I promise that this won't be an all the time thing, it will be the exception rather than the rule. I promise I will be back to my normal slapstick, goofy ass self next time.

Until then...

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Well, that didn't work did it?

Well, I didn't do well with the whole posting everyday thing did I?  Sorry about that, I don't even have that great of a reason other than apparently if I create a "goal" or "deadline" then my brain freaks out and short circuts and I rebel by watching hours of TV and eating ice cream.  Not such a great plan...

But, this brings me to my first real topic. Husband and I have decided that we are going to try to get healthier, AKA: get less fat or die trying. Today was day one.  Went to work, came home, ate dinner, went and walked a mile then lifted weights. I have sore parts that I forgot I even had.  Wow.  I'm sure that tomorrow I will be in SERIOUS pain, but it is totally worth it and I have been needing to do this for a while now...  I'll keep you updated on the progress, not specific details, but kind of the broad strokes.

I figured that since I don't really have a well defined topic in mind, I will write about a few random things that have happened since my last post... ok, sit down and hold on.

About a month or so ago, I was on my way to work one morning.  The road I was traveling on is a main street that runs the entire length of the city, it is always busy and there are always people on this road.  I was driving about 50 mph and there was no one in front of me. I looked down to change the airspeed on my AC/heater, I looked up and there was a Nissan and a FedEx truck stopped in the lane about 100 feet in front of me. The actual phrase that was yelled was "OH, FU*KITY SHIT!!" I locked up my brakes and skidded about 97 feet, at that point I had nowhere else to go so I hopped the curb into someone's front yard to avoid hitting the Nissan and the FedEx truck.  I came to an extremely rough stop and ended up being right next to the FedEx truck.  The delivery girl looked at me and said "Oh, do you live here?" I pulled myself together enough to say "No, I was trying not to hit you." She just looked at me and said "Well, this is a busy road." and took the package to the front door of the house. Wow... thank you so much FedEx girl, I am so glad that you drive around in a big ass truck all day with your inepitude and just make up your own damn parking spots.  Thanks so much!

A couple weeks ago, I went to lunch with my mom.  This is not odd, we go out once a week. Well, that particular day was a Wednesday (more on that in a minute).  First, it should be noted that I work in the ghetto.  It has gotten to the point where random sirens and people outside yelling at each other doesn't really phase me anymore. Anyway... Mom came to pick me up for lunch and I was crossing the street to meet her.  As I was crossing the street, a man passed me (who was easily 45 years old... not old, it's just 20 years older than me) and said "Why you didn calll me lass nite??" I ignored him, and he SAID IT AGAIN. Uh, sir in the ghetto who was "wearing"  (*read, he had his head through the head hole and was wearing one arm of the garmet , the rest of it was crammed up around his neck/sitting on top of his shoulders) a sweatshirt when it was 70+ degrees outside, I heard you the first time you the first time, there is absolutely no reason for you to say it again.  Thanks! I ended up walk/running across the street, jumped in my mom's car, slammed the door and locked it and said "Drive.  Now."  As we were pulling away, I was telling mom what he said, she looked in the rearview window and said "well, now he's running across the street."   He was gone by the time I got back, thank goodness, I just don't know if I could have handled that much pimpin in one day...

Finally (I know, you were wondering if this was ever gonna end huh??), I hate Wednesdays.  They are completely pointless.  Now, before someone says "Oh, but it's hump day." ask yourself, what kind of good comes from Wednesday?  It is in the dead middle of the week, you know you have been through two days, but you still have two days left, it's like you haven't really gotten anything accomplished. There is no more excitement about the prior weekend and it's still too far away to get excited about the next weekend.  I rather deal with Monday than Wednesday. Yeah... it's that bad.

Well, I guess that concludes my random nonsequeters, run-on sentences, my random ass train of thought.  I am going to try to post more often since I failed the last time.  We will see what happens.  :)