Sunday, January 29, 2012

Monday and Some Miscellaneous Stuff

Shhh, don’t tell anyone, but I’m REALLY looking forward to Monday. Specifically the 30th of January.

I’ll be the only one here!

Tam has to work her regular shift because only the secondary and senior high schools get the day off. She even farmed out Li’l Red to his father so I could have the luxury of a quiet house in order to get some stuff done.

Important stuff.

REALLY important stuff.

There will be editing (of course), and maybe a nap, some in depth online…“research” and some important solitaire games to play (my computer and I are deep in a Spider Solitaire grudge match). I might even attempt to do my taxes, but why waste a perfectly marvelous day off to do those?

The clean up from the storm is coming along nicely. I keep thinking we’re being rather slow about it, but then I remember this is the first weekend we’ve had AFTER the damn storm to get anything done, so I don’t feel quite so bad. I’m hoping they’ll give us one more weekend to get caught up before they start coming around with frowny faces and threatening notes.

Tam and I are going to start shopping for a fireplace insert with a cook top. We WERE going to do that this weekend, but yesterday had decent weather so we cleared brush. This morning, I discovered that the places we were going to visit are closed on Sundays. It would be nice if we could get an insert installed before the next big storm hits (which, according to one of my coworkers, is supposed to arrive around Valentine’s Day) so this unexpected halt does not fit my plans.

Speaking of coworkers, last year was horrible and it took every ounce of willpower I had to not walk off the job at least twice a week. The noise level, caused by two students and one of the paras, was damaging to both hearing and psyche and we all suffered horribly for it. It caused infighting on a massive scale that led to communication issues that would make any government department proud.

Anyway, something happened last week at work that has me pretty damn pissed days later. Friday was a tense day, with me ignoring (yes, IGNORING) two paras for the entire day. They kept asking me if I was ok and all I would say was, “Not really” and then refuse to tell them any more. Note: Do not, under ANY circumstance EVER, back me into a corner and challenge me on child rearing. They should be thankful we were at work and there were emotionally delicate children around, so I couldn’t verbally bitch slap them and tell them to get fucked. I did tattle on them to our teacher, so our next “all hands” meeting will be an interesting one, I’m sure. I’m not the only one they mistreated, so in a way that helps. At least I won’t be the only one complaining about their tactics.

The other evening, I got a phone call from my ex. He sounded horrible and for one fearful moment I thought his fiancée had broken up with him. No, he was actually ill and needed to talk to someone with diabetes training. He couldn’t get his BGL below 200, yet he hadn’t eaten much, and in fact, had thrown up for the first time in decades a few hours earlier. After instructing him to munch down a banana (yes, despite the high BGL, he needed food) and some water, I set out to see what I could do to help.

After a frantic search at three different stores, I was finally able to acquire some Ketostix and get up to his place. Sure enough, he was “passing large” so it was time to push water into him. He was too weak to do any walking, since he was also running a fever of 101. He was so out of it, he called me “Honey” and even laughed when I called him an ass (not for calling me Honey, but for being an ass about not taking care of himself). I spent quite a long time at his place, researching ketoacidosis, pushing fluids, and talking to his fiancée who was worried sick over him. She lives about an hour away and it was late, so I reassured her that I would not leave until Most Minor Minion arrived to spend the night. I would have offered to stay there, but I don’t know if she knows I’m gay, and that was something I really didn’t want to discuss with her over the phone while she was worried about her sweetie and wondering just how cozy would we get.

I was cozy with the man for 19 years. Thanks, but I’ll stick with women (specifically Tam). He’s a nice guy, but… yeah… no.

Tam’s daughter, the Hair, is still with us, which is nice. The only drawback has been males. First it was my boys, then Tam’s youngest returned, then he left and MY two returned. We’ve not had much in the way of girls’ only time. Of course, Tam and I haven’t had much time alone for a couple of months. We’re due, but we’re patient. It will come, and we will rejoice.

Have I mentioned we have cats? Lots of cats. Two in the house, and a crawlspace of feral ones under the house. I feed the “outdoor kitties” and I’ve even managed to pet a couple of them. They each get a name, one that comes to me as we visit. There’s been Callie (she’s a calico), Sam-I-Am-Siam and his daughter Sam Too (they look the same), Heather (a lovely petite gray) and Ghost (another gray). The latest to arrive has yet to share a name with me, but wow…what a HUGE cat. Very leonid in appearance, but instead of tawny, she’s almost torti in coloring. Friendly enough to pet, this newest arrival has charmed everyone around. Thankfully, the outdoor cats are not picky eaters and will happily munch down the cheap cat food I buy for them, as well as the table scraps and raw meat bits we put in the “kitty kitty.”

Monday. I’m really looking forward to it. Peace, quiet, and a chance to sort out a few things. It’s going to be a great day.


  1. A day alone is such a delicious gift isn't it. I usually don't waste such a day doing any "work". Enjoy!

  2. Sorry to hear about your ex. That must have ben scary for him. Thank goodness you knew what to do. He was so lucky you were there. I love that you look after all those cats. You hsve a very kind heart!


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