A Bubba-less existence...

Now before you freak and think I have just snapped and am now sitting at the dining room table sipping wine and quoting old Betty Davis movies --- relax.

Bubba is alive, well (relatively speaking) just not home.  The project he's working - part time mind you -- has him back and forth to the wilds of Canada most of this month - next month, into July, and through October.  Things at  home are --- quiet. Too much so that I can count on one hand the number of times I've cooked this month - which also allows for a nice clean kitchen.

It also means my lazy gene comes out and I don't get stuff done when I should... mostly.

Work has been nutso-crazy.  on the Upside it makes the day go by nice and quick like.  Although today it feels like I've doing stuff but just spinning my wheels. Its the cycle of one question to two people and I get 12 email responses back with statements about stuff that wasn't in the first email... and then heaven forgive me I asked another questions and the round and round started all over again.

Big up side today - I got free tickets to a baseball game Saturday night!  So all our plans falling through has paid off!!  Bigger bonus its the company suite!  Food included.  Aunt Ing scored there.

Quick hit today because well work is nuts!

Later!

Frustration...

That is the one word to describe my morning, frustrated with myself, my dog, my husband.  Why doesn't this work?  Why can't I go to bed and go to sleep so I don't have to swear at the alarm clock every morning? Why can't I not feel frustrated and guilty at the same time when my 15 plus year old dog wants no parts of a morning walk - and I know my neighbor is going to have a present when she lets my pup out.

AND - Bubba is traveling again next week.  Yeah.

I'm craving something, I can't make time to get to the gym - without feeling guilty about leaving the dog again.

I wonder what life would be like to have all those little details handled for you - like my husband.  Where his obligation to gift giving is acceptance of a thank you or just checking with me that is was done.  A-la-mother Day.  Granted, I do go the easy route, everyone gets flowers, I ordered them last Friday, because I'm that kind of anal.  Today I will get and mail cards, Bubba will sign none of them.  There is a birthday gift going out at well - same situation -I shopped, wrapped and mailed.  His involvement will be questioning the expense on the credit card next month.

*sigh*

All right I have purged this - now off to keep busy.  This too shall pass and the pup will do better when the grass isn't tall, wet and wet.

Boss is back Friday - that should put the sprint on my week - end.

Back to reviewing my week, getting ready for a meeting and writing up how-to instructions.

Quack...

For two days in a row, the weather man at 5-something-AM has said "its a good week if you're a duck". He was referring to all the rain we're about to get - and downpour we got last night.  Thunder and lightning and Shelby in the rain -- oh joy.

The old girl hates the rain, worse with high grass and major wet... there is a lot --"Shelby - GO you have to PEE".  Thankfully I have the neighbor giving the helping hand this week, so that allows for some extra time, and a shorter day for my girl.  Actually got to walk her in the sunshine yesterday afternoon... then had to deal with major downpour later that night.  Good and bad, ying and yang I guess.

Bubba is traveling -- he told me a story yesterday.  I was good - I didn't laugh when he told me because he was mad (at himself!).  He took the wrong bag, and was almost to his office (a 90 plus minute drive) when the airline called... and basically said "Hey dumbass - you got the wrong bag!"  so he turned around, drove back to the airport, exchanged bags and then did the 90 plus minute drive AGAIN.

Snort.  Snicker.  There is a tag on your bag - didn't you look for the Shelby like tag?  You bring a big black bag that looks like every other big black bag... but Mr. I'm Busy and Important didn't.  And he paid. Giggle. 

I'm an awful person.  It's a mistake, anyone could make. Snort.  But oh so much more fun when 'perfect' Bubba does it.  Tee hee hee. (Goin' straight to hell for that one)

Semi-busy week; meeting Monday and Thursday.  Thursday is my monthly trek into DC after work...groan.  This past weekend was very mellow - and rainy.  Bubba and I went to the movies.  He lamented more than once that he couldn't ride Lulu... I too lamented that -- enjoy that bit of quiet time. But I did get other stuff done, and Shelby had company.  All good things.

Gov boss is gone this week; so things are quiet at work.  Not that she didn't leave a list... but I'm glad for that - keeps things semi-busy.  Plus its nice to have a break from the go-go-go that she has been pushing lately.
Tonight will be quiet.  Just me and Shelby, dinner early, bed early, and we'll start it all over again.

Been fighting the munchies demon lately.  I've been drinking more water (making commutes home fun!) and trying to pack better things, and still I --snack.  Plus with Bubba on travel getting to the gym is hard due to Shelby duty.  And not wanting to see Shelby Duty on my floor...

ANY way... I'm fighting the battle, losing some days, winning others.  Need to discover something new. We'll see how I do.  Plus I just bought new jeans so we'll need to keep those around and not shrink "in the wash"

Later --- sorry this wasn't terribly interesting today.  I'm blaming the weather.  Quack, Quack