10/10/03

I was working on the instructions for our neighbors earlier. Damn, we have a lot of instructions. Everything we do for the pets on a daily basis just kind of becomes routine, it doesn’t really feel like a lot but when you sit down and type it out it’s amazing, and that doesn’t even include Sara since we’re taking her with us.

Is it insane to take a Golden Retriever on a 27 hour drive to Oklahoma in tiny ass Hyundai Accent? It almost seems insane to me. But I guess really, it’s no worse than taking a kid. Probably easier actually than dealing with a kid.

Speaking of kids, I wonder how many people will decide to pester us about having kids when we go to Oklahoma. ugh, it never fails. My mom understands, I told her flat out, we’re not having kids. But my grandparents, no matter how many times I say we’re never having kids they still ask “So, have you thought about kids?” I usually answer with “Yeah, actually, and we don’t want any”. UGH, they’ve always said, “Oh, you’ll change your mind”. I’ve stated since I was 15 years old that I never wanted kids and they always said “You’ll change your mind” with this smug look. I just don’t do kids, I’m not a kid kind of person. Neither is my hubby. Both of us were relieved when the other one of us confessed to never wanting kids. I’d never dated a guy that didn’t want a kid or two, it was kind of scary and I was beginning to think I was the only person in the world that didn’t want a family. I don’t dislike kids or anything, or people who have them, I just don’t want any myself. If you have good kids I’d even babysit, just as long as I can send the kids back home at the end of the day. 🙂

Jeez, that reminds me. I went into the mall once with my baby brother, I was 17 or so, I was babysitting him for my parents and of course, ran into some people from union after I’d switched to Metro. They’re jaws dropped and they came over and were all like “Whoa, you have a baby now?!” Since I just kind of vanished in the middle of the year when I ran away from home it seemed to fit the scenario. They seemed relieved when I told them he was my brother. Then there was another time in Sears. I was with my dad and step-mom and my step-mom was pushing my brother in his stroller. One of the saleswomen came over and said “Oh, what a cute baby you have” she was looking right at me. Then she looked up at my step-mom and said “And you must be the grandma”. The annoying thing was that when my step-mom said she was the mom and I was his sister the saleswoman said “Oh no you’re not, you can’t fool me, you’re his grandma”. We were all mortified that she would say such a thing. I mean, hell of a way to hurt someone’s feelings. My step-mom had enough self-esteem issues about her looks and looking old and stuff (not that I feel sorry for her anymore, but y’know, at the time). It probably didn’t help that my brother had blonde hair and looked more like me than he did my step-mom or dad. He actually looks almost identical to what my dad looked like as a baby.

Actually here, I have a picture of what I looked like then and what my brother looked like then, you can see how easy it was for people to think he was mine:

Anyway, enough about that topic. I have a whole ‘nother hour until going home time. I hate this place, I want to go home NOW. *whine* If it wasn’t for my hubby I’d sneak out an hour early, my boss is out, I have nothing to do, being here for another hour on a Friday when I have nothing to do is completely pointless! Sometimes it sucks working in the same building as your spouse. It’s nice that you can commute together and go to lunch together, but when one person has to stay late or something both people do. When one person could go home early they can’t. *sigh* I wish I had a good reason to propose working from home permanently to my boss.

Thank goodness tomorrow is Saturday. I need my sleep!! I’m sooooo tired. This 5am shit is brutal. It used to be worse though. The couple weeks I worked at Ames I got up at 3:30am. THAT was brutal. I’d go to bed by 9pm, get up at 3:30am, be at work by 5am, come home at 1pm and nap until hubby got home around 3:30pm. I probably could have kept doing it though if the manager hadn’t pissed me off. That and most of the guys I worked with on the loading crew were pricks. They’d whistle and make comments at the women on the team. It pretty much just sucked. I prefer being on my feet and working more than this sitting behind a computer shit. I really miss my job at the direct mail company I worked at, that was a really fun job. I was on my way to being a manager there too. I knew how to do everyhing in the department and covered for my manager while she was away. That job fit my lifestyle pretty well too. When I wasn’t in school I worked from 1pm to 6:30pm (my manager stayed until 8pm) but that was good because I’m really more of a night person. The world is quieter at night, places that are still open aren’t crowded, that and there’s no damned sun. Strange as it may sound I’m not really big on sunshine. Sometimes I wish it would just go away and never come back. *shrug* Maybe I’m just weird but it’s too bright. 🙂

45 more minutes to kill. Anything else I can ramble on about? I can tell you about hubbys huge cookie. Hubby had a tuna sandwich (yuck) and a huge cookie for lunch. This cookie was actually bigger than his tuna sandwich!! It was pretty tasty, I ate what he couldn’t finish of the cookie. Well, that wasn’t too interesting now was it?

I should probably just go find something else to do. Happy weekend! 🙂