...until I'm here:
Right now it feels like an eternity.
Work has been off the wall. I'm so stressed and in such desperate need of time off that I'm forgetting to do things I do every day, forgetting what I'm talking about mid-sentence, and completely over-reacting to idiotic things such as how much spam I get in my work inbox. IT is supposed to be blocking it and they aren't. When my email 'dings!' I check it immediately, and nothing pisses me off more than when I've stopped what I'm doing because of FREAKIN' SPAM!
See?
If I'd been wise I'd have saved the rest of the Cloves I bought for Zee's weekend out here. If I had, I'd be having one... no, three of them right now. And I could really go for a White Russian, but we're out of milk. Besides, The Man is at the Red Sox game tonight and I'm going to need to go out at some point to pick him up from the train station. I feel bad for not going to the game tonight but I'm in no frame of mind to deal with the traffic, the cramped Green Line trains and drunken idiots tonight. Fortunately a guy he works with took my ticket, so it won't go to waste. Sweetheart that The Man can be, called about 5 minutes to 7 and said, "Guess who's starting in right field tonight?" I said, "Gabe Kapler?" He said, "Gabe Kapler" and we both "Woohoo!"'d at the same time. I am SO happy Gabe's finally back in the lineup.
Zee came out last weekend for some birthday Haggis! She's had me and The Man listen to their music a few times when we were back home and I thought, "Ehh, they're not bad." Then I saw them live last weekend and oh my lord, I've turned into a Haggis Head. They're unlike anything I've listened to before and their shows are very energetic. I can not wait to see them again. In fact, the day we were originally supposed to head home from the beach they're going to be playing about an hour from here, but we've already accepted an invitation to go rafting up in Maine that weekend. My arm had to be twisted a bit for that and now I'm trying to untwist it so I can go see Haggis!
Zee, your birthday Haggis was a treat for us both! I'm so glad you were able to come out and I'm so glad we went to both shows. It was medicinal. It was fun. And I can't wait to do it again back home with you next month! :-)
The Sox game is only in the bottom of the 2nd and The Man just called to say he was leaving at the end of the inning. I feel so bad. The guy who was going to go with him bailed. Plus, The Man had surgery on his right eye last Tuesday and he said he can't see what's going on all that well. He still has stitches in the left eye causing astigmatism, and the right eye still has all the stitches in it, plus it's still healing. I'm glad he's coming home early though. If he gets on a train that gets back here before 9 I think I'm going to take him out for an ice cream. There's a dairy farm close to here that has the best ice cream in the world. They have a flavor called Birthday Cake that's fantastic. Add some jimmies and all you're missing is some candles and the embarassing "Happy Birthday" song.
Yeah, I need some Birthday Cake ice cream. More than I need the Cloves. Well, I don't need either, really but... oh hell, yes I do. ;-)
Haven't spoken with my mom since Zachariah passed away. She's having a very hard time with it. I've called several times but my dad has been reluctant to put her on the phone. When I talked with my sister yesterday though, she told me that Mom is starting to consider going to the MSPCA to look around and talk with the folks there. Even before Zachariah passed away, his brother Micah would have separation anxiety from Mom whenever she had to leave the house. It's worse now. She doesn't want his nose to get bent out of joint if she gets another cat, but she doesn't want him to be alone when she has things to do outside of the house.
Well, The Man just called again and is going to be at the train station in half an hour, so if we're going to get some ice cream I'd better go make myself look presentable.
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