Three more kitchen boxes unpacked. But I'm done with the stupid kitchen. I stabbed myself with a kabob stick. As in drew blood and I'm now wearing one of CJ's Cars bandaids. Snarl.
The DVD player continues to lull me into thinking it is hooked up fine. Must continue watching just in case.
Fireworks should start here in about 15. No clue if I'll be able to see anything from my patio, but I'm trying to resist the allure of the bathtub for a little longer.
I'm enjoying Suzi's electronic hookup watch and post.
It's too foggy in SF to bother to go up Tank Hill and watch fireworks tonight.
It's too foggy in SF to bother to go up Tank Hill and watch fireworks tonight.
Good to know. I was feeling guilty for being lazy.
ETA: Also? I miss Suzi.
We saw some fireworks as we were driving around tonight and can hear them from our room now.
Good luck with all the unpacking, Suzi! Make sure the DVD player is still working every couple of hours.
You know, Suzi, you should probably try a bunch of DVDs, just to make sure they weren't damaged in the move.
I miss Suzi.
I miss y'all too. Just sat on my patio for a bit and was able to see bits of at least 3 different fireworks displays. Pretty cool.
Why does it seem like the more I unpack, the more boxes I have yet to go through? I had hoped to have a LOT more done by now, though I look at the stacks of empties and I know I must be making progress.
K-Bug will be here tomorrow afternoon and then mom shows up sometime on Monday.
The Boy and his brother blew shit up for about an hour tonight. It was loud and sparkly.
I still feel like crap, mentally.
What are the chances that it is a coincidence that this push happens not too long after they start their little at work prayer time?
this was something I wondered too.
I would think this, too, except the 2 shithead douchebags who told me that I wasn't working fast enough and I wasn't making enough changes are 2 of the most vocally opposed to all the religious shit that gets pulled. So I don't think that's a factor, honestly.
I don't mean to keep talking about it, but I just feel so crappy and blindsided and loserish and ashamed and angry.
The asshat bosses are the ones who should be ashamed. And I know you can't help what you feel. But please don't feed it; make sure the part of yourself that is under your control knows you have everything to be proud of and they are being unfair asshats.
We were going to go into SF- but didn't partly due to weather , partly due to shit DH is dealing with at work.almost glad to here the fog was that bad. though fireworks in fog -- priceless.We went to a neighbor's house instead, for food and maybe - just maybe too much wine.
Guess how many times I used the backspace.
no, I can't really tell you