I need to go to work - I'm exhausted!

This weekend has been one for the record books... Bubba home again, cranky Friday night - and Saturday morning.

I was busy Friday afternoon, getting the house tended that I had ignored all weekend.  Then Saturday morning it all hit the fan... I got up Saturday morning to make breakfast for the husband so he could head out on his motorcycle ride.  Yes, I encouraged this - go - get out - relax and stop grumping at me.

But as I looked about my kitchen I noticed something not right -- down right GROSS.  Little gross mouse poopies!!! All over my counters so I scrubbed that counter within an inch of it's life, then starting pulling stuff out the cupboards didn't see any other evidence of infestation... still grossed out, starting cleaning - then... Bubba comes downstairs and wants to know what is going on.  So I stupidly told him. Then he starts looking around like it's going to pop out him.

So he goes and gets busy with Lulu and I am encouraging all that -- go!  Mostly because I want to get my errands run, get home, get the house ready for the carpet cleaners and then get to scrubbing my kitchen within an inch of my and it's life... and still he putz.  I stupidly ask him what was wrong -- he's cranky bitchy about "my life... and on and on" so I tell Captain Crankypants to call his boss right now, quit this job that is making all of us miserable and we'll deal with the rest... of course he didn't.

He went on a motorcycle ride, I ran errands, came home, took care of the house for the cleaners and got down to scrubbing  - and scrubbing including the walls, the cupboards, found more mouse evidence, sprayed more Clorox cleaner and Mr. Clean and the EVERYTHING in my kitchen got washed, cleaned out, scrubbed down and I finally died about 6 PM.  Bubba came home, feeling less the whiny little bitch he was when he left and things were good.

I washed up, we went out to dinner and I came home, sat on the couch, read 2 pages and fell dead to the world asleep.   Sunday morning dawned, after I woke.  We got rolling, Bubba discovered that our nocturnal visitor was mostly stuck to the sticky mouse trap we put out... proceeded to drag it under the dryer  and he had to dispose of our little 'friend'.  I was upstairs and no thinking about all was going on in my laundry room.  I took a very long hot shower.

Today was better after that -- no more presents, we went out to breakfast, our fav Waffle House.  Then Bubba got his car washed, we came home, Bubba cleaned the gutters I raked leaves, we worked together getting them into their proper County approved vessels, ran out of said vessels, when we finished Bubba's paperwork for hopefully a new job, then we went to the grocery store -- I got lucky there.   He forgot he had to go to the library - thankfully he dropped me off at the grocery store and he went to the library.  By the time he got to me in the grocery store, I had everything on my list, down to dessert.  It took longer for Bubba to choose an ice cream treat than it did to do half my list...

Came home, put dishes away began the process of putting my kitchen and my house back together, got busy making dinner, we had chili. So I got that on the stove, then got to cleaning up putting away; made lunches, now dinner done, mostly cleaned up, I'm looking forward to a generally quiet week.

Right --- Monday is Halloween, which means traffic home will be a nightmare (pun unintended).  Tuesday sees me off site for the afternoon, Wednesday begins the 'cleanse' process for Bubba's ro-to-router procedure... Bubba on no food and clear liquids for 24 hours... those happy drugs will not come fast enough.  The boy is a BEAR when he's hungry... oh yes Wednesday and Thursday morning will be super fab...

Then Thursday - I get to sit and wait for Bubba instead of the other way around.  This will be new.  :-)

Friday -- heavens help me I will survive this week.  Stay tuned.  All right signing off for the night.  Need to go to bed and pray for an easy week.... (insert Halloween laughter HERE)...

Long week blatherings...

Thursday -- sheesh it has been a slog to get through this week... I did it to myself - I know better but I did it anyways...

Monday saw us up and out early - Bubba starting is usual automobiles, trains and planes trip (in that order) me starting another snog through a week...I stupidly went to another Ladies' Group meeting Monday night it was all the high and might-ies of the Maryland ladies group and about half way through I remember why I don't go to these... zzzzzzzzzzz.

I left super early thinking I will arrive just in time, do meeting and get the heck out of there.  I was so early I went shopping for new lipstick - I spent $30 on a hip new DARK color.  It actually matched the sweater I had on, and looks seriously cool - so I'll enjoy it.  I am very self conscience about it when I wear it.  It's like my lips are shouting LOOK AT ME!

Any way -- meeting, pomp, bored, shifting, standing, sitting, nodding off it's over!  Yeah!  Nice seeing you all I'm outta here it's 10:30 WAY past my bedtime and I have 30 minute ride home yet.

I slept in 30 minutes Tuesday, and Thursday ---

Tuesday saw a doctor's appointment with our beloved plastic surgeon; she's happy, seeing her in a year... the last hold out from 2013.  Had a hair appointment, of course Bubba never calls before 8 PM except the night I am sitting at the hair salon covered in goop to make the gray go away.  If he hadn't called and I hadn't said anything - he never would have noticed.  He didn't notice when I cut an inch and half off my hair.

Wednesday saw my local Ladies Group - another semi-late night.  I had sugar I was awake until 10:30 again... hence the sleeping in.  I really have to quit that.  Traffic with that extra 15 minutes later is noticeable.  But leaving that warm toasty bed on a cold fall morning -- sucks.

Tomorrow thankfully is Friday - but thanks to Dr. appointment I don't have my early get away time... ah well.  Who am I rushing home to?  I have plenty to keep me busy tonight and tomorrow.

Another tale in the life of "ease" my husband enjoys... yes he works like a dog, but he can't even take an hour to deal with security paperwork to find a new job... his wife did it for him.  Granted, his wife has been filing out this paperwork for years - and pretty much had almost everything he needed at her fingertips... she didn't have it all.  And when I had the audacity to ask him to fill out something himself you'd thought I'd ask him for a bodily fluid without meds!  Sheesh

So when I told him that he and I could sit together Saturday and bang this out in an hour - he was satisfied and then hung up the phone.  Ah - thanks hon nice talking to you too....

Of course this was after Tuesday night's return phone call at 8:45 when he said "go fire up the computer and let's get this done"  I was literally in bed.  Um  No.  I can call you at 5 AM and we can do it then pumpkin.... also why I did it last night... shut his cranky behind UP!

Final thought for a Thursday -- clothing and the fact that mine is shrinking.... two pairs of pants this week have been branded - 'oh heck no' so Aunt Ing is getting back on the working out band wagon - and she really needs to have a sister who yells at her about the crap she's been eating lately.  I'd say it's stress but what the devil to I have to be stressed about... lonely, bored, eating, baking things I really shouldn't be eating - brought those into work. 

So tonight I vow working out at home or at the gym I have paid for and barely used.  Maybe I'll get the neighbor on board with me to do this regularly.

Stay with me - I need the company.

The social conundrum ...

Work is work and it's not terribly exciting but it indeed providing me with a place to 1) interact with other human beings 2) wear my nice clothes and 3) wear a different pair of shoes each day.

But with the weather so wonderful this week I find myself wanted to be home to enjoy it - alas without Shelby girl for company - it seems - lonely.

Plus I'm a chick and I need that 3000 words per day thing regularly or family and friends are tied to phone for WAY longer than I'm sure they want to be.

Hence my social conundrum ... home alone, quiet, reading, soaking up sun, peace....

Work, people, talking, words, traffic, up early.. versus home alone, in 80 plus degree weather in October.  Maybe one day....

But - I took Friday off with darling Bubba and it was a good weekend, until the end when he turned back into flaming butthead Bubba and I got a lot of quality reading time in on the 'flight' home.  We took his car - he 'enjoyed' the drive at 15 plus mph above the posted speed limit.  I managed to remind him only once or twice that going that rate of speed would indeed result in a large, expensive ticket and I would not bail his cranky butt out of the pokey.  He mumbled something about - enjoying the drive and not being able to tell his true rate of speed... right. ...

So, I will be a good doobie and stay at work, enjoy a post lunch walk outside to soak up a ray or two, then putz home for the ever growing list of things I need to get done, and can get done in one night with Bubba gone...

Signing off for now - back to work and semi-productive things... oh look-y there time for lunch. 

Struggling...

I need to put pen to paper apparently - in a digital sense - as I laid in bed last night dead tired and wide awake... I had thoughts... 

It makes for tough mornings and without Carpool buddy to get my fanny moving - I'm leaving a bit later than I used to. But I am getting out the door at o-dark early still, it makes the drive alone not so bad.  Not so great either - but that is a whole other matter.

The title - I have come to recognize that I am indeed struggling with being alone - truly alone. Didn't realize just how much of a companion Shelby girl was - even when she was sleeping.  I miss her muchly; and I'm am indeed struggling with it.

I know she's a dog, and I get that I guess that is why almost every night next week I have something planned... even if Bubba ever manages to stay home regularly I'll still be out and about.

I make myself a promise that I have yet to keep to get to the gym with her gone - and still I don't.  I will strive to better (I solemnly swear I am up to no good).  Bubba is traveling again soon and I will pack up my bags and get things organized.  And be in bed before 10 PM, so I can stare at the walls earlier.  ;-)

Bubba and I are headed North this weekend - the old boy actually took a day off. I haven't nagged at him to contact his family - if he isn't motivated to do it - why should I poke that bear?  and that is just what he is - a big grumpy bear these days.  Maybe a day off and unplugged will mellow things out a bit.   Or not. 

I have a lot to get done tonight - and I'm tired, which is never a good combo.  I did get lodge stuff done this week - unplanned meeting but it is documented and done.  Generally if I don't get that stuff done right as I'm thinking about it - I don't do it at all.  Work has been busy which is good, keeps the day moving. 

I will power through - I think off and away this weekend will be good for all of us.

Enough - I have things to get done and an hour left in my work day... that I get paid for... then home to to all the other stuff my life demands.  Thanks for listening.

Another busy weekend... I need to post when I write...

The last couple of weeks have been - challenging... dear lovable Shelby stopped eating, and finally we had to let her go.  It was, in frank words, a shitty day.   She was a sweet dog, LOTS of energy early on, but as she got older we were buddies.  The house is so quiet without her.

Bubba - typical with hard emotions, held on, but he was moved.  We drank afterwards.  We killed the day away from home.

Thankfully for a change, Bob was home this past week. It made things a bit easier.  A bit.

I loaded up my car with her stuff THEN found out that the Humane Society closed at 5 PM... great.  Had to hang on to her stuff for a week.  My car smelled like dog food all week.  I cried putting her stuff in the car - that stupid orthopedic bed... cripes I was a mess.  And Friday when I finally dropped it off - I had to get out of there quickly.  Sucked on ice.

Upside, morning routine is shorter, this past weekend when we were both gone, I didn't fret and worry about Shelby being home alone.  She's now, sleeping in the sun, running jumping playing again.  Nothing aches and all the goodies she wants.

I had my first weekend with the Rainbow Girls in Ocean City. The drive down was rainy, long and I was too pooped to pop by the time I found this place.  Dumped kid, drove another 20 minutes up the road to the same hotel we use during Girls' beach weekend.  It was 9 miles up the road - it might as well had been 200... Why?

Let me tell you - LOTS AND LOTS of cars cruising up and down the street with seriously loud tail pipes and all sorts of drunken foolishness... OMG  Cops and people everywhere. Twenty somethings with too much time and money on their hands because you know all that car modification doesn't come cheap.

Then this morning I was up at O-dark-early -- up showered, packed, out the door early - had time for another breakfast at my favorite beach place, it was early - there 3 of us in there. Perfect.
Rolled kid out of bed, and got on the road.  I love coming in early if not on time.  I had time for primp, and get things handled - until my husband comes downstairs in pants that looked like he should be mowing the lawn in them...

So, two wardrobe changes later he finally figures out that old blue pants don't match with a brown shirt... we got something that wasn't old and mis-matched.  Then he shows me his shoes -- with cracked soles... just shoot me now...

We have made plans to go shopping.

.... more later.