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July 22, 2007

I thought.....

I thought "Sunday" was a day of rest? Isn't that what they always say?

Tell me just how my day fits into all that...

The alarm clock starts at 3:45 am......YES, in the AM.
Up.. Shower.. Feed Callie (who by the way wants to know WTF?).. In the car by 5am to be "IN" work at 5:30.

Run around like a schmuck for over an hour pulling down and putting up new sale signs.
Screaming at department managers and vendors to do their price change tags before 7am to just be given a "right after my coffee I'll start them"

Work til 11:30am....
Come home to find Callie "still" sleeping OR maybe sleeping "again"
Okay, fine.
I join her for a short nap.
Clean the apartment.
Start my laundry.
Watch some Yankee baseball.
Finish the laundry.
Read the Sunday paper like I'm actually Evelyn W**d.
Have a full blown screaming fight for over an hour with my "g/f"

Now, I head out to $t@ples to get supplies for work, cause thats some stupid job I inheriated.
While in line my cell phone rings.
It shows a phone number I do NOT reconize, so I don't answer and just throw it back in my pocket.
Minutes later its chiming that I have a voicemail.
Its my Mom babbling something about a rest stop, my Dad's car, a state trooper, and Exit 135.

Yes, my parents were on their way to Atlantic City til Monday afternoon.
So I call the phone number that I didn't reconize back and get some NJ State Trooper.
I tell him who I am and who I'm looking for, well actually who is LOOKING FOR ME!

Now, mind you I am checking out in the middle of $t@ples!
So he's rattling off directions to some dunki# do#ut shop off the NJ Parkway where my parents are!
Great....good thing I just put $42 in gas in my truck!

So south on the NJ Parkway I go.....as I'm driving the phone rings. Its that trooper again.
He proceeds to ask me if I'm on my way yet. "YES" officer!
Then he saids "the directions I gave you before (that I didnt write down cause I was checking out) just forget
them"
What? What?
He says "go to ext 135 and then just follow the blue hospital signs.
What? What? WTF? What happen NOW?
Oh nothing he says....they're NOT actually AT the hospital, just easier follow the signs then what I was told before.

Yay know? I'd just like to ram my own truck into a wall at this point.

Now, I get to my parents who are just "ever so happy themselves" to hear my father say - and I quote
"My car brokedown"
REALLY? REALLY? NO F-ING SH*T! I WOULD HAVE NEVER FIGURED THAT OUT DAD! I THOUGHT I JUST HAPPEN TO RUN IN TO THE TWO OF YOU HERE--50 MILES SOUTH OF THE HOUSE!

Now I "do" the parent thing and say "GET IN THE CAR"
Start driving 50 miles north now.
In the last 5 miles of the trip,,, the battery light on MY dashboard starts flickering!
Great! Super! Terrific! Swell!

Pull into our driveway to find this stray cat camped out on the front porch....

Now my Dad is screaming at me about feeding the stray animals....
He's screaming at me.
Mom is screaming at him.

Now Callie is in the kitchen window screaming at all of us.
All the while, the stray doesnt budge and is just staring at all of us!

God only knows if my car will start for me to go to work tomorrow.
AND....tomorrow or Tuesday or who the h#ll knows when I will have to drive Dad back south to pickup his car!

Oh yes, a day of rest. I feel so relaxed. Soooo relaxed.

*Side note, either of my siblings around or WILLING to help my parents?
HELL NO!***And its now after 9:30 and I'm still waiting for the laundry to finish up in the dryer!

I thought "Sunday" was a day of rest? Isn't that what they always say?

Tell me just how my day fits into all that...

The alarm clock starts at 3:45 am......YES, in the AM.
Up.. Shower.. Feed Callie (who by the way wants to know WTF?).. In the car by 5am to be "IN" work at 5:30.

Run around like a schmuck for over an hour pulling down and putting up new sale signs.
Screaming at department managers and vendors to do their price change tags before 7am to just be given a "right after my coffee I'll start them"

Work til 11:30am....
Come home to find Callie "still" sleeping OR maybe sleeping "again"
Okay, fine.
I join her for a short nap.
Clean the apartment.
Start my laundry.
Watch some Yankee baseball.
Finish the laundry.
Read the Sunday paper like I'm actually Evelyn W**d.
Have a full blown screaming fight for over an hour with my "g/f"

Now, I head out to $t@ples to get supplies for work, cause thats some stupid job I inheriated.
While in line my cell phone rings.
It shows a phone number I do NOT reconize, so I don't answer and just throw it back in my pocket.
Minutes later its chiming that I have a voicemail.
Its my Mom babbling something about a rest stop, my Dad's car, a state trooper, and Exit 135.

Yes, my parents were on their way to Atlantic City til Monday afternoon.
So I call the phone number that I didn't reconize back and get some NJ State Trooper.
I tell him who I am and who I'm looking for, well actually who is LOOKING FOR ME!

Now, mind you I am checking out in the middle of $t@ples!
So he's rattling off directions to some dunki# do#ut shop off the NJ Parkway where my parents are!
Great....good thing I just put $42 in gas in my truck!

So south on the NJ Parkway I go.....as I'm driving the phone rings. Its that trooper again.
He proceeds to ask me if I'm on my way yet. "YES" officer!
Then he saids "the directions I gave you before (that I didnt write down cause I was checking out) just forget
them"
What? What?
He says "go to ext 135 and then just follow the blue hospital signs.
What? What? WTF? What happen NOW?
Oh nothing he says....they're NOT actually AT the hospital, just easier follow the signs then what I was told before.

Yay know? I'd just like to ram my own truck into a wall at this point.

Now, I get to my parents who are just "ever so happy themselves" to hear my father say - and I quote
"My car brokedown"
REALLY? REALLY? NO F-ING SH*T! I WOULD HAVE NEVER FIGURED THAT OUT DAD! I THOUGHT I JUST HAPPEN TO RUN IN TO THE TWO OF YOU HERE--50 MILES SOUTH OF THE HOUSE!

Now I "do" the parent thing and say "GET IN THE CAR"
Start driving 50 miles north now.
In the last 5 miles of the trip,,, the battery light on MY dashboard starts flickering!
Great! Super! Terrific! Swell!

Pull into our driveway to find this stray cat camped out on the front porch....

Now my Dad is screaming at me about feeding the stray animals....
He's screaming at me.
Mom is screaming at him.

Now Callie is in the kitchen window screaming at all of us.
All the while, the stray doesnt budge and is just staring at all of us!

God only knows if my car will start for me to go to work tomorrow.
AND....tomorrow or Tuesday or who the h#ll knows when I will have to drive Dad back south to pickup his car!

Oh yes, a day of rest. I feel so relaxed. Soooo relaxed.

*Side note, either of my siblings around or WILLING to help my parents?
HELL NO!***And its now after 9:30 and I'm still waiting for the laundry to finish up in the dryer!

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July 13, 2007

Feeling kinda blah.....

Work is very busy...
I'm not really a manager, nor do I get paid like one!
I'm certainly NOT a genie!
My "lack of tooth" area is FINALLY starting to feel better.
The weather has been hideous this past week.
I'm off from work tomorrow. Haven't been off since June 27th.
Callie went to vet for some shots today. Vet said she is perfect, well duh!
I've been "missing" people in my life.
Ever feel like you were being used? Being "bought"? But at the same time being neglected?
How come I try and help the stray cats by feeding them and all I do is shoot the water bottle from the
kitchen window at Posums & Raccoons?
Some friends of mine are having problems. I wish I could help them - I wish I WAS a genie.
I am in such need of time away from work.
Callie scratched Mom's hand pretty bad this week, completely by accident. Mom & Callie are both fine.
The whole Yankee season has me disgusted. I don't even want to go to the last 4 games in my ticket plan,
but I do it for Dad.
I really miss talking to my friend Ellen.
Some friends that I haven't spoken to in about a year contacted me this week, hoping to get together very soon.
I have a feeling my truck isnt going to last much longer. I so cant afford car payments again right now.
I miss my niece & nephew in M@hw@h, teenagers now - just not as "into" Aunt Tesa as much.
I know they love me bunches tho.
I really wish I could just........hell I don't even know.

Work is very busy...
I'm not really a manager, nor do I get paid like one!
I'm certainly NOT a genie!
My "lack of tooth" area is FINALLY starting to feel better.
The weather has been hideous this past week.
I'm off from work tomorrow. Haven't been off since June 27th.
Callie went to vet for some shots today. Vet said she is perfect, well duh!
I've been "missing" people in my life.
Ever feel like you were being used? Being "bought"? But at the same time being neglected?
How come I try and help the stray cats by feeding them and all I do is shoot the water bottle from the
kitchen window at Posums & Raccoons?
Some friends of mine are having problems. I wish I could help them - I wish I WAS a genie.
I am in such need of time away from work.
Callie scratched Mom's hand pretty bad this week, completely by accident. Mom & Callie are both fine.
The whole Yankee season has me disgusted. I don't even want to go to the last 4 games in my ticket plan,
but I do it for Dad.
I really miss talking to my friend Ellen.
Some friends that I haven't spoken to in about a year contacted me this week, hoping to get together very soon.
I have a feeling my truck isnt going to last much longer. I so cant afford car payments again right now.
I miss my niece & nephew in M@hw@h, teenagers now - just not as "into" Aunt Tesa as much.
I know they love me bunches tho.
I really wish I could just........hell I don't even know.

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