January 31st. The day I have been waiting for. The end.
I turned in the keys on the old apartment today...and even though I have been living in my new place for a month already, it is now 100% totally official. I live here, not there. I never have to go there again. An entire phase of my life is now past me, and I have entered into a new and improved phase.
I think this year is going to bring so many good and positive things to my life and to the people I love. My new niece will be here in just about a month. Stewart and I are making plans to move into the next phase of our relationship. It's exciting. I am excited.
This day was a long time in coming...I am so glad it is finally here.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
The Nanny Diaries...
I just need to vent a moment.
I hate my job. I mean, I am grateful to have it...but I hate it. I hate it mostly because while I do indulge in laziness quite often...it is not affecting anyone but me to do so. Too lazy to put the pile of clean clothes away right now? It doesn't bother anyone but me, because no one lives in my bedroom but me. Too lazy to go to my bed and take a nap so I fall asleep on the couch? The couch is STILL big enough that Jamie and Randy can both sit on it, lol.
The brand of laziness I hate is the kind where you are too lazy to do something, so then it becomes MY problem. I'm too lazy to pay any fucking attention to what my kids do in school...so it's totally my nanny's responsibility. I am too lazy to remember to ask my kids if they have any homework to finish before I take them out to dinner until 8:30...so now the fact that I didn't know they had homework to finish becomes my nanny's fault...my nanny that had to leave to do her OWN school work. I am too lazy to care for the $3000 dog I HAD to have, so it immediately becomes my nanny's job to walk it, feed it, bathe it, clean up after it, and keep it on it's heartworm and flea meds regularly. And when the dog pees in it's cage and keeps me up all nights it is my nanny's fault, because she didn't walk it enough in between the 30 fucking activities I have her driving my kids and their friends to.
Well, newsflash. Your nanny is tired as fuck. Your nanny is pissed that she finished every last stitch of laundry in your house last Friday and came to work on Tuesday morning to not one, not two, but 5 HUGE loads to do...which, may your nanny point out, is SUPPOSED to be your cleaning lady's job, but she never does it. Your nanny is in the process of moving, working for your lazy ass full time and going to school. Your nanny has her own dog to care for. Your nanny DOES indeed have a life outside of your family, because here's the thing: It's YOUR family. Your house, your laundry, your kids and your dog. You chose to have it all. You hired me to HELP you take care of it...not do it for you all the damn time. Keep pissing me off and you are going to know what life is like when you have to actually live it yourself.
That is all.
I hate my job. I mean, I am grateful to have it...but I hate it. I hate it mostly because while I do indulge in laziness quite often...it is not affecting anyone but me to do so. Too lazy to put the pile of clean clothes away right now? It doesn't bother anyone but me, because no one lives in my bedroom but me. Too lazy to go to my bed and take a nap so I fall asleep on the couch? The couch is STILL big enough that Jamie and Randy can both sit on it, lol.
The brand of laziness I hate is the kind where you are too lazy to do something, so then it becomes MY problem. I'm too lazy to pay any fucking attention to what my kids do in school...so it's totally my nanny's responsibility. I am too lazy to remember to ask my kids if they have any homework to finish before I take them out to dinner until 8:30...so now the fact that I didn't know they had homework to finish becomes my nanny's fault...my nanny that had to leave to do her OWN school work. I am too lazy to care for the $3000 dog I HAD to have, so it immediately becomes my nanny's job to walk it, feed it, bathe it, clean up after it, and keep it on it's heartworm and flea meds regularly. And when the dog pees in it's cage and keeps me up all nights it is my nanny's fault, because she didn't walk it enough in between the 30 fucking activities I have her driving my kids and their friends to.
Well, newsflash. Your nanny is tired as fuck. Your nanny is pissed that she finished every last stitch of laundry in your house last Friday and came to work on Tuesday morning to not one, not two, but 5 HUGE loads to do...which, may your nanny point out, is SUPPOSED to be your cleaning lady's job, but she never does it. Your nanny is in the process of moving, working for your lazy ass full time and going to school. Your nanny has her own dog to care for. Your nanny DOES indeed have a life outside of your family, because here's the thing: It's YOUR family. Your house, your laundry, your kids and your dog. You chose to have it all. You hired me to HELP you take care of it...not do it for you all the damn time. Keep pissing me off and you are going to know what life is like when you have to actually live it yourself.
That is all.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Saturday was awesome!
Yesterday may possibly have been the most productive day I have had in months. I mean, I was on a roll.
It started out with a math evaluation test, which had me out of the house and driving 40 minutes before 9am...on a Saturday. As much as that sucked, I actually did A LOT better on the test than I imagined I would...and I even followed this up by finishing all but one math assignment that I have due on January 30th. Yes, you read that correctly. I am TWO WEEKS ahead.
I stopped by the old place, threw some more stuff away, had lunch with my old roommate and didn't even get into a fight.
Then, because I have such an awesome dad he offered to buy me new flat screen tv so that I don't have to bring the old ancient one I have now...which I had no idea how I was going to lift anyways. He also got me a stand. So, two more things I don't have to cart over here. Because I have such an awesome mom she offered to get me the bedroom stuff I needed. So, by 5pm I had ordered a bed, a mattress, some sheets (they are leopard print...don't judge), a tv, and a tv stand.
I also filed my taxes...early...did the happy dance in regards to my refund and then met Jamie and her awesome friends at the Magic Kingdom for dinner with Pooh and a ride on Pirates. (That doesn't sound right, does it, lol.)
I finished off the night with a Skype date with Stewart, a Diet Coke, and a Tiger Milk bar.
Best day of the year...so far!
It started out with a math evaluation test, which had me out of the house and driving 40 minutes before 9am...on a Saturday. As much as that sucked, I actually did A LOT better on the test than I imagined I would...and I even followed this up by finishing all but one math assignment that I have due on January 30th. Yes, you read that correctly. I am TWO WEEKS ahead.
I stopped by the old place, threw some more stuff away, had lunch with my old roommate and didn't even get into a fight.
Then, because I have such an awesome dad he offered to buy me new flat screen tv so that I don't have to bring the old ancient one I have now...which I had no idea how I was going to lift anyways. He also got me a stand. So, two more things I don't have to cart over here. Because I have such an awesome mom she offered to get me the bedroom stuff I needed. So, by 5pm I had ordered a bed, a mattress, some sheets (they are leopard print...don't judge), a tv, and a tv stand.
I also filed my taxes...early...did the happy dance in regards to my refund and then met Jamie and her awesome friends at the Magic Kingdom for dinner with Pooh and a ride on Pirates. (That doesn't sound right, does it, lol.)
I finished off the night with a Skype date with Stewart, a Diet Coke, and a Tiger Milk bar.
Best day of the year...so far!
Friday, January 13, 2012
A little too thick to take a hint?
I have pointedly left my Skype off for a reason. I thought maybe 2 months was long enough to get the Monkey off my back and I could start leaving it on again.
I was wrong.
What is it with boys and things they can't have? If you didn't want to get serious within the, oh, I don't know, TEN FUCKING YEARS I waited on you...why are you suddenly so keen to be up my ass now? Now that I am happy and in love and with a man that is wonderful? I'm glad I see through this.
Let's keep the past in the past...and that's what he is...the DISTANT past.
Moving on. Or should I say MOVED on.
The end.
I was wrong.
What is it with boys and things they can't have? If you didn't want to get serious within the, oh, I don't know, TEN FUCKING YEARS I waited on you...why are you suddenly so keen to be up my ass now? Now that I am happy and in love and with a man that is wonderful? I'm glad I see through this.
Let's keep the past in the past...and that's what he is...the DISTANT past.
Moving on. Or should I say MOVED on.
The end.
Monday, January 9, 2012
One more day of moving down.
Luckily, I am down to a very minimum amout of stuff to get out of the main apartment. I even started working on the garage today. Surprisingly, there seems to actually be less junk than I thought. I mean, don't get me wrong, there is a ton of shit...but alot is half empty boxes, things I haphazardly took from the last place in our moving haste, and/or things I just absolutely have no need for. I have 2 or 3 big rubbermaid totes full of FuManSkeeto clothes. I mean seriously, WTF did I have that much of that shit for to begin with and why am I still hording it? The answer is, I'm not still hording it, because like alot of other things, it's all getting tossed.
Are you tired of hearing about me moving and all the shit I am throwing away? LOL...I can't help it, it's sort of consuming my life right now. But every day down is one day closer to that final day when I can just breath and lay back in my beautiful new place and think, 'Well, you made it through that too.'
Luckily, I am down to a very minimum amout of stuff to get out of the main apartment. I even started working on the garage today. Surprisingly, there seems to actually be less junk than I thought. I mean, don't get me wrong, there is a ton of shit...but alot is half empty boxes, things I haphazardly took from the last place in our moving haste, and/or things I just absolutely have no need for. I have 2 or 3 big rubbermaid totes full of FuManSkeeto clothes. I mean seriously, WTF did I have that much of that shit for to begin with and why am I still hording it? The answer is, I'm not still hording it, because like alot of other things, it's all getting tossed.
Are you tired of hearing about me moving and all the shit I am throwing away? LOL...I can't help it, it's sort of consuming my life right now. But every day down is one day closer to that final day when I can just breath and lay back in my beautiful new place and think, 'Well, you made it through that too.'
Saturday, January 7, 2012
It's 4pm...
It's 4pm and I am not entirely sure how that happened.
I mean, I am pretty sure the last time I looked at a clock it was 9:30 and it doesn't feel like more than an hour has passed. I can't POSSIBLY be 4pm, can it?
Although it doesn't really feel like I accomplished very much this morning (and this afternoon too, I guess lol), I did. I got some stuff organized, I did some laundry, I even threw a bunch more stuff away...a process which I am going to continue repeating until I have weeded everything I don't need out of my life. An Ultimate Nsync Trivia book? Dumpster. A REALLY outdated top I wore one night at the club that I saved because it was such a good night (so good of a night, in fact, that I now can't recall what was so good about it)? Dumpster. Birthday cards I have saved from people I don't even talk to anymore? Dumpster again.
That being said, I still have about 482 tons of shit. I told Stewart that the next time I move, it will be with 2 suitcases...which ought to hold everything that I need. I asked him to save the text and show it to me when I am trying to transport 3 truckloads to wherever it is we end up. He said he would, and I don't doubt it, lol.
At any rate, this is really the first day I have had to breath since I got back from Michigan. Maybe that's why it's flown by so quickly. I am going to take a walk, do some more work in my room, and then spend the evening chilling out, watching a movie on Netflix maybe or reading a book. I plan to take it easy tomorrow too, because Monday is going to find me right back in the old place, tossing more shit. I have pretty much decided that anything that is still there now, with the exception of my tv and some more doll stuff, is getting the dumpster treatment. And did you hear that? It was a sigh of relief!
I mean, I am pretty sure the last time I looked at a clock it was 9:30 and it doesn't feel like more than an hour has passed. I can't POSSIBLY be 4pm, can it?
Although it doesn't really feel like I accomplished very much this morning (and this afternoon too, I guess lol), I did. I got some stuff organized, I did some laundry, I even threw a bunch more stuff away...a process which I am going to continue repeating until I have weeded everything I don't need out of my life. An Ultimate Nsync Trivia book? Dumpster. A REALLY outdated top I wore one night at the club that I saved because it was such a good night (so good of a night, in fact, that I now can't recall what was so good about it)? Dumpster. Birthday cards I have saved from people I don't even talk to anymore? Dumpster again.
That being said, I still have about 482 tons of shit. I told Stewart that the next time I move, it will be with 2 suitcases...which ought to hold everything that I need. I asked him to save the text and show it to me when I am trying to transport 3 truckloads to wherever it is we end up. He said he would, and I don't doubt it, lol.
At any rate, this is really the first day I have had to breath since I got back from Michigan. Maybe that's why it's flown by so quickly. I am going to take a walk, do some more work in my room, and then spend the evening chilling out, watching a movie on Netflix maybe or reading a book. I plan to take it easy tomorrow too, because Monday is going to find me right back in the old place, tossing more shit. I have pretty much decided that anything that is still there now, with the exception of my tv and some more doll stuff, is getting the dumpster treatment. And did you hear that? It was a sigh of relief!
Friday, January 6, 2012
Moving still sucks and so does being so far from my love.
Because I have approximately no time at all this week between work and moving, I am stealing a few minutes here and there to put down what I'm thinking.
Yesterday's post still holds true, but even more so. The longer it takes to move, the more it sucks. However, I really am ditching a TON of stuff...and that feels amazingly good. Stuff I don't need or want...stuff that no longer holds any emotional attachment. I held onto many things for way too long, literally and figuratively, and this is the time for a brand new start.
The second thing is...it is true that time makes most things that are hard easier. Losing someone, a hurt or a disappointment, lost love...but there is one thing that time just makes harder. And that is long distance relationships. I mean sure, it sucks at first because you want to be together all the time...but as time goes on and you fall more in love with someone, you just want to share everything with them and be there for them and vice versa. It's getting harder and harder not to be with him every day.
That being said, when the time comes that we are going to make the decision to be together every day, I am very simply just going to have to buy all new stuff. Because whatever I have left that I didn't toss in this round of moving is getting tossed in the next round ;)
Yesterday's post still holds true, but even more so. The longer it takes to move, the more it sucks. However, I really am ditching a TON of stuff...and that feels amazingly good. Stuff I don't need or want...stuff that no longer holds any emotional attachment. I held onto many things for way too long, literally and figuratively, and this is the time for a brand new start.
The second thing is...it is true that time makes most things that are hard easier. Losing someone, a hurt or a disappointment, lost love...but there is one thing that time just makes harder. And that is long distance relationships. I mean sure, it sucks at first because you want to be together all the time...but as time goes on and you fall more in love with someone, you just want to share everything with them and be there for them and vice versa. It's getting harder and harder not to be with him every day.
That being said, when the time comes that we are going to make the decision to be together every day, I am very simply just going to have to buy all new stuff. Because whatever I have left that I didn't toss in this round of moving is getting tossed in the next round ;)
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Anyone want all my stuff? I'd rather give it away than move it.
So, in case you are ever on Jeopardy, here are two answers you should keep in mind:
The absolute biggest pain in the ass in the world.
What is moving?
and #2
Nothing. (Because then they don't have to move it.)
What do the smartest people in the world have?
Clearly, I am stressed with moving. It sucks. But, it's getting done and I know the end result it going to be beyond worth the momentary trouble.
The absolute biggest pain in the ass in the world.
What is moving?
and #2
Nothing. (Because then they don't have to move it.)
What do the smartest people in the world have?
Clearly, I am stressed with moving. It sucks. But, it's getting done and I know the end result it going to be beyond worth the momentary trouble.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
The end is near...
At the end of this month, I am going to throw myself a party.
It will mean that moving is done and I am 100% officially finished with that part of my life. It is so close, I can taste it. It tastes amazing.
I started moving things in before I left for Christmas. Not much, just a few things here or there when I came over. Today marked the first hard core, big car load. I have things hanging in the closet, things hanging on the walls, things in the medicine cabinet.
I slept here last night and felt relief. I have not slept like that in Florida in a very long time. I know there is still a few miles left to travel on this road...but I am almost 'home'. so to speak.
Hallelujiah.
It will mean that moving is done and I am 100% officially finished with that part of my life. It is so close, I can taste it. It tastes amazing.
I started moving things in before I left for Christmas. Not much, just a few things here or there when I came over. Today marked the first hard core, big car load. I have things hanging in the closet, things hanging on the walls, things in the medicine cabinet.
I slept here last night and felt relief. I have not slept like that in Florida in a very long time. I know there is still a few miles left to travel on this road...but I am almost 'home'. so to speak.
Hallelujiah.
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