where are you going?
Been a busy past couple of days...
Thursday night I went out with work people for like a "last hurrah" because one of the girls quit and starts a new job on Monday. Had a really good
time. I was sort of like...eh I don't want to go, but it's rude not to go. I didn't plan on staying longer than an hour...and then wham, bam, I was there
the entire time.
I was kinda...in a weird semi-giddy mood yesterday. It was Friday. Friday was here! And Friday came fast this week. I don't know why that is...but it just did.
Kinda poopy part of my day was taking my car in for a recall (and to have the tires rotated) in the morning. I was originally going to try and pick it up at lunch...
but the car dealership is literally around the block from my work...so I figured it wouldn't be that big of a pain in the ass to have someone just take me right after work.
I hadn't heard from the service department all day...and at 4:30, they call to say they might have to keep my car over the weekend...would I need a rental? Of course I would...
but I was mad! The thought of driving a gross rental car all weekend was giving me the heebie jeebies. I ended up staying and helping some co-workers past five...hoping
that my car would be ready by the time I made it to the dealer. At 20 after 5, they call to tell me my car is ready. Oh lordy, dance of joy!
Needless to say, I didn't get home until around 6:30 and I was restless. The prospect of sitting on the couch and watching tv all night was icking me out. A former
employee of the company I work for was in town and everyone was going out. I was tempted at first...but I was like...I dunno, I really don't know her. Anyway, I decided to call
up one of my co-workers who lives nearby and see if we could drive together (cause they were all hanging out in Dearborn). So we all went out. Had a good time. Didn't get back until
around 2:30 this morning. Finally made it bed around 3 and hardly slept a wink because the cats were crazy. Seriously. Very close to having cat guts all over this joint...but that would've
required me getting out of bed. They were knocking shit over. Making all sorts of noise. Usually I get up and take care of whatever shit they mess up...but this morning I just didn't have it
in me. I finally mozied out of bed around 8:30 because the bastards wouldn't let me sleep. Now it's almost 12 and I'm still not completely "up and at 'em". Oh well.
Some sad news, though. My grandma's brother died last night. Love my grandma to pieces...but she is so stubborn and weird. I know it's because she's quirky...but mostly because she's isolated
in her house and can't drive. But that's her choice. And she chooses to be anti-social. She doesn't talk to any of her relatives. And now her last brother is dead...and she hardly talked to him. Apparently he was hard of
hearing so he was difficult to talk to on the phone. I told my mom...like grandma's perfect? Anyway, my grandma says STUPID old people things now and then. It's really irritating me. I guess she told my dad
she's the "last one left." It boggles my mind the fucked up shit old people say and it makes me mad that my grandma is falling into some of the typical old people cliches. And she's being melodramatic.
Because her baby sister is still alive...but her baby sister was put up for adoption so my grandma didn't grow up with her...so really I can see why my grandma would say she's the "last one left." It just makes
me mad because my grandma had plenty of time to spend with her siblings before they died (most of them died after my grandpa died) but she has herself isolated in her own little world. Both my grandpa's
siblings are still alive...she should totally spend time with them. But she won't. I just don't get her. Love her. But she frustrates me (and my family...LOL).
So this upcoming week I'll have a funeral to attend and tons of work done on my tooth. It should be a barrel full of monkeys.
