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This week.
I went and saw Paul this past Thursday. We did laundry, grocery and library. I didn't hang out much with him as Paul is on the depressive leg of his bi-polar, and, to put it bluntly, I don't have the fucking energy to prop him up. My own mental health needs to take precedence and my Seasonal Affective Disorder is in full swing. I do not need him hanging around my neck like an albatross, dragging me down.
This season has been less than stellar at The Store. You'd think this weekend things would have picked up a bit, but they didn't. Not really. We had a good Friday and a decent Saturday, but today was pretty average. No one seems to want to spend money this holiday season, and who can blame them with the cost of food and power and gas. I'm hoping we get a last minute burst of sales this week, before Christmas.
Saturday morning the Check Engine light came on in my car after I put gas in her. I was hoping it was just a misread of the gas cap being improperly secured, but no such luck. It's still on so I have to get up tomorrow at 7:00 AM so I can go to FUCKING MIDAS and have them check it out. I hate those fuckers, because of what they charge, but they're the closest garage to my house which is the main reason I go to them. Here's hoping it's just a faulty sensor or something and nothing expensive.
Jorg said he might be spending some time at the house this week. His youngest stepdaughter has been a real pill, apparently, and he said something about avoiding her lest he snap at her. I guess this means the honeymoon is over.
I can't say that I haven't missed having other people at the house. It gets lonely here some times and I find myself hanging out upstairs with the kitties more, or looking at the activities board of my local library and contemplating joining the Write Now Club or taking part in Board Game Night.
I was planning on celebrating the Yule this week, but didn't realize it happens on Thursday. So, no all night vigil for me, because I have to go into the Store on Friday. Meh. I'm still going to do something to mark the night, I just don't know what.
I went and saw Paul this past Thursday. We did laundry, grocery and library. I didn't hang out much with him as Paul is on the depressive leg of his bi-polar, and, to put it bluntly, I don't have the fucking energy to prop him up. My own mental health needs to take precedence and my Seasonal Affective Disorder is in full swing. I do not need him hanging around my neck like an albatross, dragging me down.
This season has been less than stellar at The Store. You'd think this weekend things would have picked up a bit, but they didn't. Not really. We had a good Friday and a decent Saturday, but today was pretty average. No one seems to want to spend money this holiday season, and who can blame them with the cost of food and power and gas. I'm hoping we get a last minute burst of sales this week, before Christmas.
Saturday morning the Check Engine light came on in my car after I put gas in her. I was hoping it was just a misread of the gas cap being improperly secured, but no such luck. It's still on so I have to get up tomorrow at 7:00 AM so I can go to FUCKING MIDAS and have them check it out. I hate those fuckers, because of what they charge, but they're the closest garage to my house which is the main reason I go to them. Here's hoping it's just a faulty sensor or something and nothing expensive.
Jorg said he might be spending some time at the house this week. His youngest stepdaughter has been a real pill, apparently, and he said something about avoiding her lest he snap at her. I guess this means the honeymoon is over.
I can't say that I haven't missed having other people at the house. It gets lonely here some times and I find myself hanging out upstairs with the kitties more, or looking at the activities board of my local library and contemplating joining the Write Now Club or taking part in Board Game Night.
I was planning on celebrating the Yule this week, but didn't realize it happens on Thursday. So, no all night vigil for me, because I have to go into the Store on Friday. Meh. I'm still going to do something to mark the night, I just don't know what.
