Misty sunrise in my hometown

But no rows of cotton of any height.

Went to lunch with Critter Tuesday. It was good, but it seemed a bit strained, and I don’t know why. It’s probably just me. When she took K to the ladies’ room I noticed she’d left her phone on the table, so I called it to see what she was using for my ring tone. I felt so so so bad when it lit up and displayed "ToyMan calling" but didn’t ring. Of course I assumed she’d set my ring tone to "Silent" so she wouldn’t be disturbed. I found a way to ask about it when she got back, and she told me the whole phone was in "silent" mode becuase it’s the only way to shut off the alarm in the morning and she’d forgotten to turn it back on, and besides, we were in a public place. Yep, I’m an idiot. She did say she had a song picked out for me but she kept forgetting to change it. Yep, Critter is ADHD too. And so is D. We’d just be rockin’ and rollin’ if we were still together.

Clearing out the TiVo right now. I’m caught up with everything except ER and it’s on hiatus (I think they only do like fifteen original episdoes a season or something, it’s really weird) so it isn’t backing up. I deleted and killed the season passes for Knight Rider, The Mentalist, Eleventh Hour, Fringe (sorry Ember) and The Sara Connor Chronicles. I got behind on them and I really had no desire to catch up so they’re gone.

I’ve really got to go through all my belongings and sort out the stuff I haven’t touched in more than a year or so and get rid of it unless there’s a compelling reason to keep it (heirloom type stuff). My test question for keep/discard sorting is going to be, "Is it worth making room for on a move to Alaska?" sort of a less restrictive version of "Lifeboat". I’m not going, just to be clear, but the former possibility had prompted the urge to clean out my storage areas. for example I’m using the room Critter and I had originally talked about using as D’s room for storage, and I think I’ve been in there once this month, even though it’s full of stuff. Too much stuff.

She’s changed her MySpace picture from a solo shot of her in a tank top to a couple shot of her and OtherGuy. It hurts but I haven’t (and won’t) say anything to her. I just need to meet someone else. There really isn’t anyone else up here that I’m going to run across that I’m allowed to date and actually want to date.

The morning was beautiful. It rained in the early part of the morning and there was a mist hanging in the air across the tops of the ridges surrounding my place. It’s really nice right now, but it’s supposed to start the freakish mountain fall weather where it’s in the forties and fifties during the day and in the twenties at night. I guess I’ll have to leave my plants in full-time now.

I’ve got to get to bed soon since I have to work tonight. That’s one of the reasons I have been slacking on the updates – my work schedule is all screwed up. Add to that I’m on sixty-hour weeks and it’s just screwing me up so bad I can’t even think straight. I had to buy extra clothes this morning because my dryer is still screwed up and I didn’t leave enough time for my stuff to drip dry before work. Great, now I’m turning into Dirty Girl.

Speaking of whom I almost called her last night. I was feeling the urge to take a nakie drive up to my parent’s place to get the laundry caught up, but I didn’t, I was way too tired from having the kids. Besides, while nudism isn’t about sex, the two of us being as frisky as we always are up at my parent’s place with no cable, satellite or DVD’s we wouldn’t have lasted more than an hour. Ninety minutes tops. Bedsides we were *really* good together.

And we’re walking…

Got to find time to get down south for "The Meeting". I’m hoping to get down there before Christmas, but it’ll be after Thanksgiving for certain. It should only be a two hour drive, or somewhere around that, one way, so I can certainly do that on a two-day weekend.