June 2nd, 2008 Brunette
So I am slow to get going today. I am behind on everything and not even sure what I need to get caught up on. Work and Mondays don’t mix!
But, today, this Monday, I am just a little pissed with the law. On Friday I found out that my speeding ticket can’t really be taken under advisement in court. So, regardless, I have to take the points and insurance hike - nice huh?
So, since today I am just pissy, I thought I would share with you all some of the great traffic violations that I saw today. Seems like there is always a cop around when I am doing something wrong. WTF? Where are they for everyone else? Oh, that’s right, it’s the beginning of a new month, no need for them to be out, yet.
And, if you are a cop, sorry, just how I feel.
Driving into the office today the guy in front of me was talking on his cell. Normal to see, yes. But are two hands required to talk on the cell? He was “talking” with his other hand. No hands steering the vehicle. Not sure I want to know what was steering! I moved to the other lane and went on my merry way.
Red lights do have a meaning, ya know? They don’t mean - speed faster - they mean stop dumb ass, so that the chick in the red car, that by the way is trying to obey every traffic law - can go when she is allowed.
Lady, you there in the mini-van, buckle your little kids up. You know, the ones jumping all over the place before I follow you to wherever you are going and whip your ass.
Expired tags from two years ago. Hmm… not going to get me pulled over at all!
And of course the speeders. Those that disappear beyond the horizon while you are still puttering along. Yep, those drivers won’t get pulled over for doing at least 20 over.
Hey, at least when I get a ticket, I do it right! I make sure I get pulled over by a state cop, face the toughest judge in the state, and get in front of the state prosecutor. I mean, why waste my time with the city when I can go for the big guys?
TTFN ~
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May 27th, 2008 Brunette
Well. Where to start? Hmm…
First, if you don’t want to hear a bunch of complaining, rambling crap, turn away now, or beware of the nonsense you are about to read! Now, you may enter 
Tuesdays - normally workout days - I didn’t workout today. My employer needed me to meet with our client. OK, no problem. I call Trainer K, tell her I have to re-schedule, and proceed to get ready for what I am told will be lengthy meetings. Yea. Whatever!
I show up at the meeting before time, like always, to find out that the person that called me to meet our client decided to go ahead and show up herself. Without calling me. Without any type of note. Nice of you to freaking let me know! Her response was on, “Well, sorry.” You know, I could have been working out!
Then I get to spend my day in an office freezing my ass off because one of the ladies in our office is hot. I love her to death, I just wish she could find a balance because I am tired of freezing. Then when she is too cold, she turns it off and I sweat to death! You know, it’s summer, I shouldn’t have to have a personal heater on during the summer.
Now, my frustration moves to my spouse. Even through separation, his talons don’t seem to be losing grip. I’m mad - it’s not that bad! He really wants us to get back together, and that was extremely noticeable today. He is trying way too hard to get back with me and all it is doing right now is pushing me away. When I talk to him about this, he gets pissy like a little girl and walks off. Well, bite me!
I failed one of my classes for school. I’m frustrated about that because I can’t really afford to pay to re-take it, but my loans won’t pay for failed classes. I have to re-take it because it is a requirement for my degree. So, now I have to figure out how to come up with the money to pay for it.
Plus, my financial aid office at my school is auditing my student loan application - basically auditing my tax return. They won’t outright tell me if this means possibly losing out on my student loans for my final year or not. They really won’t tell me anything. I’m worried that I’m not going to be able to finish my last year and get my degree.
This was a busy day! OK, not that bad of a day, but just seemed like it poured! Hey, at least the good news lately - Mr C will get his braces.
TTFN ~
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February 25th, 2008 Brunette
We all know that they are not for me! One of my sisters - three years older than me - is getting married in September. After six years of dating and being engaged with her guy, they are finally tying the knot. I am happy for her. Glad that she has finally found the right guy. She asked for Miss K to be her flower girl and of course I said yes. Miss K is only concerned about eating wedding cake of course. My concern - going home.
Going home is a whole dark place that I don’t even want to think about. Don’t get me wrong, I love my family, but I love them from afar. That’s not right either, I shouldn’t have such anxiety about returning home, but I do. The next day that ticks off and the closer we get, the harder I am starting to take it.
There is a whole story behind ‘home sweet home’ that left me with bitterness. I grew up fine, my family was great, but once my father died of cancer when I was in high school, everything went down hill. Left at home to take care of my mom, four nephews and a niece, within two years home was no longer home, I left home at 18 and haven’t been home since.
It can really way on someone to leave at 18 and return at 34. In this long time span, I served in the Navy, married, had a family of my own, and have tried to accomplish things I don’t believe I would have had I stayed at home. Don’t get me wrong, I have stayed in touch. I fly my mom out once a year, tons of phone calls every month to mom and my sisters; we are together, just not in person, and there has been no reason to return - until now.
So, in order to celebrate the occasion and keep myself on the sanity path, I hired a personal trainer to get my butt into shape. Tuesday, Thursdays, and Saturdays, I will be working my ass, both to get into shape, but to help focus my frustrations on going home. Hopefully, this will help clear my head and let me let go of my own personal demons.
Wish me luck. I’ll need it!
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