It is now Friday 7/12/2002 at 8:28:44 AM. Event: Jeremy and Terry Come Home in 9 months 24 days 5 hours 31 minutes 16 seconds. To break it down otherwise: 43 weekends or 297 days or 7,133 hours (4,755 waking hours) or 428,011 minutes or 25,680,675 seconds. That is HAPPY NEWS!
Foss has a BAD toothache today. I had three fillings two weeks ago, and the dentist said they would be sensitive to heat and cold. Well, not wanting to be a WUSS, I kept putting up with the pain. But when I was eating a peanut butter sandwich and I had severe pain hit, nope... that was the last straw. I haven't been able to chew on the right side of my mouth for two weeks, so I am trying to get to the dentist this afternoon to have him fix it!
If I don't get to post, have a great weekend, be careful and enjoy it. And for those of you going to Bearbearians, be careful on the trip, DRINK LOTS OF WATER, and have fun for us.
Peace.
Friday, July 12, 2002
Thursday, July 11, 2002
Hello my darling, wonderful friends! I am better, two days removed from that last post. I am worried about Natsuko....girl, what is going ON?
I will admit to all of you: I was seriously in a bleak place on Tuesday. A series of things triggered it: Boyo being so blatantly mean; work being so very stressful; our Staff Retreat getting cancelled - the one time a year when support staff felt appreciated; money woes; SCA stresses; worrying about a couple of really good friends' life situations... it just adds up. So, I went home and cried on Mikey's shoulder for literally three hours.
And then the dawn broke. Misty and Ed had called to check up on me. Then, Dee and Dave came by - and we had a wonderful visit. Dave just cracks me up, and Dee gives amazing hugs. I have wonderful friends. Then Mikey hugged me close all night, even in my sleep. I have the best husband ever.
So, when I awoke yesterday morning, life - while not perfect - was at a point where I could face things again. Work was not as bad as I had expected it to be. I got an e-mail from my favorite professor, which made me grin like a ninny. (You know when Snoopy is really happy and he floats in the air and wags his tail? Yeah, that's how it felt.) Then a couple of the other professors called the office and were VERY nice to me and one of them even commented that I sounded like my old self today, and that he had worried about me the day before when he talked to me. I spent my lunch hour hiding out in Aldridge's office, and he made me laugh. Such a great guy. Then I got off work and Mike and I went with Misty to see her real estate agent about the appraisers report. It went much better than Misty had anticipated. She was so happy that she took all of us out to dinner. (She said we all needed it.) THANK YOU MISTY!!! We went to TaMolly's and stuffed ourselves. Misty and I shared dinners and desserts. While the boys looked at us like we were nuts, we enjoyed a multitude of great food. :o) Misty and I took Ed some food, since he had to work last night. After that, we went back to Jeff's for a little while, but had to leave around 9:30 to take Aaron home so he could get proper rest and stuff.
Today? So far, so good. I get to go to lunch with my Mom in roughly an hour from now. I only have SIX checklists outstanding, so that is good. I guess I just have to take all of this one day at a time, right?
To all of my wonderful friends, I cannot tell you how much your comments here, your phone calls, and your hugs mean to me. Thank you all. I don't want to be back in that bleak place ever, ever again.
Peace.
I will admit to all of you: I was seriously in a bleak place on Tuesday. A series of things triggered it: Boyo being so blatantly mean; work being so very stressful; our Staff Retreat getting cancelled - the one time a year when support staff felt appreciated; money woes; SCA stresses; worrying about a couple of really good friends' life situations... it just adds up. So, I went home and cried on Mikey's shoulder for literally three hours.
And then the dawn broke. Misty and Ed had called to check up on me. Then, Dee and Dave came by - and we had a wonderful visit. Dave just cracks me up, and Dee gives amazing hugs. I have wonderful friends. Then Mikey hugged me close all night, even in my sleep. I have the best husband ever.
So, when I awoke yesterday morning, life - while not perfect - was at a point where I could face things again. Work was not as bad as I had expected it to be. I got an e-mail from my favorite professor, which made me grin like a ninny. (You know when Snoopy is really happy and he floats in the air and wags his tail? Yeah, that's how it felt.) Then a couple of the other professors called the office and were VERY nice to me and one of them even commented that I sounded like my old self today, and that he had worried about me the day before when he talked to me. I spent my lunch hour hiding out in Aldridge's office, and he made me laugh. Such a great guy. Then I got off work and Mike and I went with Misty to see her real estate agent about the appraisers report. It went much better than Misty had anticipated. She was so happy that she took all of us out to dinner. (She said we all needed it.) THANK YOU MISTY!!! We went to TaMolly's and stuffed ourselves. Misty and I shared dinners and desserts. While the boys looked at us like we were nuts, we enjoyed a multitude of great food. :o) Misty and I took Ed some food, since he had to work last night. After that, we went back to Jeff's for a little while, but had to leave around 9:30 to take Aaron home so he could get proper rest and stuff.
Today? So far, so good. I get to go to lunch with my Mom in roughly an hour from now. I only have SIX checklists outstanding, so that is good. I guess I just have to take all of this one day at a time, right?
To all of my wonderful friends, I cannot tell you how much your comments here, your phone calls, and your hugs mean to me. Thank you all. I don't want to be back in that bleak place ever, ever again.
Peace.
Tuesday, July 09, 2002
Wednesday, July 03, 2002
Tuesday, July 02, 2002
Well, yesterday was interesting... I saw someone who used to be my friend. I waved and smiled...he flipped me off. Violently. Why do I keep trying? That's why I say "used to be." I always held out hope that maybe things would come around and he would work through his problems and then we could be friends again. But no, instead I am his hated enemy. *sigh*
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