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Lethargy Sets In
Even after a near full day of laziness, I managed to get a few things done.
I think I might have had a relapse on my illness of sorts today. I got up early as I have been the last four days to go take care of my neighbor/volunteer's house/pets. That took its toll. I got up at five on two of those days to get my stuff done and over there by six so I could spend some time over there. But today I was not motivated for whatever reason. I got up finally near 7:15 and got over there by 7:30. When I got back home I slept a little longer and made some breakfast.
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Side Note: I went to a car show (without Wicked- I'll explain later) to see "my guys" and since it was at an antique mall it gave me an excuse to shop. I bought an old cast iron pan circa 1940's to late 1950's. I've wanted a good, seasoned pan for a really long time. I *love* it. I made my bacon in it this morning. There's really nothing like one of these! Weeeee! I'm a kitchen geek, so what?
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After breakfast I was still very lethargic. So I thought, I'll read until I'm awake enough. To only almost promptly fall asleep and stay asleep until 2:30 or so. AZ boy called so that kind of woke me up. He's just been ringing my phone and then I call him back- since it costs him $ and it costs me nothing to call him. So I called him. He's gotten my illness, and was busy being miserable. He's broke and has had no hours at work so I wired him some money through paypal later in the day to buy meds. He says he'll pay me back, but I'm not worried about it.
So I finally took a shower and sort of started moving. The volunteer whose house I was babysitting called to tell me she got home and that she'd swing by later on her dog's walk to get her key. Which she did (I'm so glad she's back! It was hard fitting in all that with the stuff I do every day). She gave me a hug and told me she was going to stop by work later in the week to give me something else that she said she hasn't made yet. She's a jewelry maker, so I'm assuming it's something along those lines. She is a very nice lady.
I managed to clean my room and all three rodent cages. Now I'm just sitting here, visiting with my ratties (I'm real worried about Slink's condition), and dreading work tomorrow.
So anyhow, since last entry, Wicked has decided to enhance his already existent electrical problem. On Thursday after I went to the vet, I planned on going to a car show to make taking the day off worth while. I stopped at the gas station and after pumping, Wicked didn't start. I neglected to bring my jumpstart machine so I called my sis and had her bring it over. It started. I stupidly decided to go anyway. It was fine all the way there, and I had an "ok" time, but when I drove back it stalled in the middle of a very busy three lane road at a major intersection. That sucked. Three people stopped to help me though, which was super cool. But the people who bother me are the people who honk angrily at people who are obviously having mechanical problems and can't help they're in the road. Bastards. Obviously have no brain in their heads. I got it started and went home- he stalled again while I was parking at home. Yay. I really have to figure out that problem. I was supposed to have taken the battery out today and take it to Sears to have it tested/charged. But I just wasn't feeling it today. So I'm skipping the weekly car show tomorrow.
So anyway, AZ boy got his package. He emailed me to say that the dvd actually made him cry. Apparently he's only been able to watch it once since he got it Friday, but the melody got stuck in his head even after only hearing it once- he said he woke up with it there this morning and for a while after that. It's the kind of song that haunts you. So far everyone that I've made to listen to it, has been completely hooked by it. (that's only the people I know could relate to it mind you, not everybody could)
I got a $100 for watching the volunteer's house. I meant to deposit it, but cash doesn't tend to stay too long with me. I spent near 20 on a book. Then I made the mistake of running over to Ross. I felt in desperate need of a casual dress (I really have only fancy dresses) I ended up buying four. And a wooden cutting board. There went the rest of it. Oh well. At least it was money that didn't really "count". I feel really good in a nice dress, and my self esteem hasn't been that great lately. I dressed up a bit on Sunday to go see the boys and it was nice because I got stopped several times, people complimented me.
I'm going to a summer party next weekend at my old boss's house. I you could call him a friend because he's helped me so much. Anyhow, one of the dresses is for that party. It seems the long dress is in this year. I found a really pretty one that looks part hawaiian and part art deco 40's. Black with big beautiful orange flowers and blue and green accents.
So since I'm not going to the car show tomorrow, it will be my first day back at the gym since, hell, like early May?? Maybe even late April. I feel like a slug and I know my mental state has suffered because of it.
$1000 went missing at work. That was in the guardianship of one of my favorite co-workers. That was late Saturday. I hope they found it Sunday. Otherwise my friend may very well be fired. I can't see them only writing her up for that much money. So I'm not looking forward to this week. Not one bit.
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