That sucks, Kristin. Good luck with the resolving and healing.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Spike's Bitches 28: For the Safety of Puppies...and Christmas!
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks. I guess now I understand why divorces don't move faster. Also why they suck so much.
X post with Natter, because, D'OH!!
GOOD Thing about today: Yummy Butter Chicken and garlic naan for dinner
BAD Thing: A lens fell out of my glasses while I was bending over and fell into the flushing toilet. Despite a brave gulp-and-grab into the swirling maelstrom of my own bodily fluids, the lens went down the tubes.
And I am out of disposable contacts. SO fun day tomorrow with the inevitible Headache of No Eyewear Pain, until I can run to the eye doctor.
Plus -- dude, I flushed half of my GLASSES down the TOILET
Oh, Erin, I know the general feeling. I dumped a piece of uniform headgear into the toilet once. I had to wear it to check in to my new duty station. It fell in top down so the brim stayed dry and may I just say it only touched my head for about 2 minutes and then was thrown out. Still, ewwww.
I am all squinty and blurry. And I have to teach all damned day like this.
NOT happy. Stupid loose eyeglass screw. Stupid glass-eating toilet.
At least it was my own pee. Still, gross.
Oh gosh. I have flushed unfortunate things...so much so, that I am paranoid about leaning over versus around to hit the lever.
Nicole...very, very best of strength and luck and ease in your quest to live without nicotine.
Kristin...having been through the divorce turnstile, I so very feel for you...and I actually liked my ex. May your journey, someday, seem worth every nick, scratch and pain.
So. In me news. I was just asked out for the first time in...oy...3 years. I may have forgotten how this works. What, exactly does one do?
I can save other people's marriages...and I know what I want in a relationship these days...just not sure how to deal with the wet work of mixing it up with a new person.
Meep.
Ugh, Kristin, I'm sorry.
And Erin, babe! All that gross and you still lost the lens? Man, that SUCKS.
just not sure how to deal with the wet work of mixing it up with a new person.
My first piece of advice is "don't assasinate on the first date."
Unless of course you REALLY can't avoid it. Or if that is your objectove for accepting the date in the first place.
Yup, Plei. And to make it worse (whitefont for possible TMI) on this trip to the loo, I also discovered I started my period -- about 10 days early.
So that adds a WTF? to the EWWW! SCALD MY HAND! SCALD MY HAND! factor.
Oh no. No assasination planned. I have been known, sadly, to yes/but my way to madness. Hopefully, my...ahem...hiatus from dating has given me the break I needed to get past that particular quirk.
Remind me that I said that...