Our 4th anniversary is tomorrow. What will we be doing to celebrate you ask? Picking up JM from the airport for her 3 week visit, swallowing a fistful of Xanax and doing several Tequila chasers. Sigh. Her former boyfriend is paying for her to go to St. Lucia for a week with him. They are not dating and according to her are never gonna date. If I were her Mom I’d have a whole lot to say about the inapproprateness of this trip but who am I? Someone that gets to see and hear everything but can say nothing. Fun!!!
I’m fighting bone crushing fatigue today which makes this shitful gloomy weather worse and puts an ugly filter on pretty much everything. You know…4 straight weeks of rain can do that. Gah.
So JMR has been happily ensconced in his apt in the city, have I mentioned that? He’s been keeping busy with dating web sites and generally keeping himself occupied. It’s been nice. I think we’ve struck a balance where he comes here now and then and stays there now and then and all is happy. Hallelujah.
Our fabulous Polish patio guys evaporated this week so our patio is basically a big area of crushed gravel. It could be worse, they could have left us with dirt, which would be a massive mud pit by now. The doggies just love mud. Anyway, the main dude claims to be waiting for the stone delivery……I don’t quite believe him and am keeping my fingers crossed that they show up again soon.
Oh…just to keep you all in the loop regarding my emotional constipation…it seems to have shaken loose. I spent Friday afternoon bawling about my Dad, missing him and generally feeling shitty. It felt good actually.
Holy crap. I’m sticking in my ear plugs, pulling down my eyemask and going to bed at 9pm tonight. I need to recharge in a huge way. Tomorrow is my day off from work and it is going to be 62 and pouring rain all day. F me. Seriously.
Cheerio.
Happy Anniversary!!! One more year under the old belt! Xanax and tequilla shots sounds like a wonderful way to spend it.
I’m glad you are getting some of your feelings about your dad out. It can be so liberating just to have a good cry and get it all out. Big hugs to you.
I’m 64 but would be willing to wait while you catch up!
Mr. Guinness
*sigh* I’m so behind the times. Most blogs will just get the skimming and skipping ahead business but of course I have to go back to where I left off on yours. And then of course I have to bombard your e-mail with comments. But that’s just because I lub ya!
Happy belated anniversary, friend.
xo