I had a really good post stuck in my head earlier today, but I got caught up in doing housework stuff and running errands. Such as finding one of those faucet attachments to put on the bathtub so I can use the sprayer end to help clean the damn thing. What's that saying, " You cant fit a square peg in a round hole". Yep, the damn thing won't fit the faucet. Oh well, back to using a saucepan to splash water all over the tub to get the Comet out. At least it looks better than it did. Note to self: next place get a sprayer attached to the shower head.
The night shift work is going fine, however it's really messing with my daytime routine. I have a hard time falling asleep not to mention I sometimes wake up around 3 a.m. and toss and turn. I begin to sleep the heaviest around 8:30 am these days. Right about the time I normally go to bed after coming home from working all night. I really need to work on making day time plans so I have a reason to get up before eleven. However, I feel like I've been planning my time around winter storms and bitter cold weather. Hard to plan fun activities when you're expecting wind chill factors below zero and 8 inches of snow. Yep, winter has been just one big meanie.
I think I'm getting an ulcer. Really. I seem to have a constant 'pit' feeling in my stomach. At first I thought it was because I'm eating food so late at night, again, due to working nights but now even in my off time, I still feel like there's a 'blah' feeling in my tummy. If I could just have one helluva belch, I feel like I'd have some relief. However, even the plain old carbonated soda water hasn't helped me so much. Maybe I should ask some other night shift peoples. Long term effects from staying up all night? Geeze....
I'm starting to clean out the basement a little bit more often. And putting things back into their designated plastic bin instead of allowing it to live on top of the dryer because I've been too lazy. I'm slowly getting rid of the crap so when I move it will be a less painful process. I can't wait to leave this shack of a home. I've got my eyes on a condo that I found on-line. I haven't walked through it yet, plus it's more expensive than some of the others that I have found. What I do like about it is that it's on a relatively flat surface meaning no creepy or steep hills to climb which will be a bonus when the weather is bad. Plus, the garage has some shelving built in the walls. Woo hoo! Not only can I keep my car protected, I can be more organized as I so desire to be. Keeping my fingers crossed. If it's not for me then I hope to God that there is something better on the way. My main concern is biting off more than I can chew. Not only do I have school loans to pay now, I have a new car payment which means by default higher insurance because it's a better and newer car. Ah, the joys of ownership. I don't want to be pigeonholed into working nights for the next few years because the money is better. It sure does help, especially when you work an extra shift but it sure can suck sometimes. I will certainly grow an ulcer under those conditions. Maybe I should give it a name just so I can get prepared. What about Besty? Or maybe Harold. I think I like Harold better. It seems more fitting in my weird little world. Okay, off to bed. Or so I hope. elizinashe.
January has been one long ass month. And a bitter month at that. I'm just glad it's over and I hope that February will be much kinder. I'm ready for some sunny skies and temperatures above freezing. I'm sure I'm not the only one.
Justin Bieber is a jackass. I've never been a fan but then again I survived puberty years ago and I just don't dig that kind of music at my age. Regardless, Bieber is a prime example of too much money and fame way too fast and too young, poor parenting, poor guidance and absolutely no respect for others. Who pees in a mop bucket in a restaurant's kitchen anyway? Oh yeah, someone who is not completely sober. And how many clubs has he tried to enter only to be turned away because he's nineteen? Dude, you're not old enough yet! Get a grip! And why in the hell would anyone willingly lend-slash-rent a high powered, high cost car to a young and very dumb kid? Sadly, money talks. Unfortunately, he won't have much left if he keeps this kind of behavior up. I say put him on an allowance along with a big fat spanking on the ass. He clearly needs it. I'm tired of him showing up in my news feed. Send him back to Canada where he belongs. Is it too late for me to add my name to that petition?
Phillip Seymour Hoffman. Now there's a shock. Didn't see that coming at all. I had no idea that he struggled with drug addiction. And it's sad that he did. He really was a great actor and was wide in his variety of roles. I thought he was fantastic in Capote. Earned an Oscar for that role. Now he's earned the 'death by overdose'. Sad.
As independent as I am and as 'un-girly' as I am, there is a bit of romantic inside. I don't need roses and fancy dinners but I do like small gestures and those little stolen moments. I wish to have someone by my side to put up a Christmas Tree and watch the lights twinkle and wonder with curiosity what's inside that wrapped gift box. I want that New Year's kiss at midnight. I want a Valentine and have a nice dinner with some lovely wine, good conversation and good old fashioned cuddling. Again, I don't need a lot of pomp and circumstance, but just a small piece of that Hallmark Card pie. That's all. Not too much to ask don't ya think? However, my Christmas and my New Year's were spent working, so no romance for me there. I still have hopes for Valentine's but I really don't think I will score that magical date. No worries. I've mailed out my Valentine's already to those who are near and dear so that will do for now.
My brother died unexpectedly twenty-eight years ago this year. Can't believe it's been that long. Sometimes I really, really miss him. Most of the time I just carry on like I have been. I've noticed within the last year or so that some of the pictures that have been taken of me I have his smile. Even my nose seems to be similar. I've never really noticed it before. Don't know if it's always been that way, or if I have subconsciously adopted his mannerisms. They say that your nose and ears really don't stop growing, so maybe some of my facial features are morphing. Maybe I'm just getting older and changing the way I smile and pose. Who knows. Maybe it's just his way of being around me and it shows up when I have my picture taken. Either way, I think it's a good thing.
Okay, so that's about it folks. Just another day in my upside down world. Stay warm and let's all think about a nice, long Spring. I'm ready! Aren't you? elizinashe
