The Adventures of Being Me

Hello Again. A few days ago I was told that the reason a group of local businesses tore up the median of a main street giving us local drivers a major headache for 2 summers was over butterflies. A moron came with the idea of placing flower beds in the median of a heavy traffic to encourage butterflies to nest here. I just love hitting butterflies with my car, don't you. I don't have enough bugsquat to wash off my windsheild. Wouldn't a great place for butterfly gardens be a park? More trees and grass, less cars. But who said business people are smart? Post later.Bye!

Hello again. I think with my impending tax refund I can stop torturing myself and go see a movie. I'd like to see The Aviator about Howard Hughes. I saw a bio on cable about him once. I only hope his dating Katherine Hepburn is a small part. I feel a twinge of jealousy when I hear her name. My cousin met her and not by accident. She went to a theater workshop out east somewhere and decided to stay after the workshop was over to finish some projects. Ms. Hepburn's niece was one of the teachers and took my cousin over to met her famous aunt for a day. This occurred the Christmas season before Ms. Hepburn died. Ms. Hepburn must have said something to her because at my cousin's college graduation with a double major in acting and theater production, my cousin announced giving up on acting and focusing on being a screenwriter. She is currently works for an insurance company. My cousin has always been the lucky one living in the wealthy suburbs with a family who kept u...

Hello again. I heard a very interesting tale from a car rental gal next door tonight. Some customer returned a car abhored at what he saw when he washed the car (self-service sprayer) and told her that he noticed a car in the automatic car wash part. There was a person in the passenger side of the car, but not on the driver's side. Suddenly, a head popped up. If you have dirty mind like mind, you can guess what they doing. My coworker said to the gal, Thanks for sharing. I couldn't help but giggle. I thought that was a better story than the cop who said once he caught 2 adults going at it in a parked car next to a movie theater, the theater called complaining about an abandoned car. He more or less to get a hotel room and threatened a parking citation if they didn't leave. Post later. Bye!

Today my coworker had a guy come by that he thinks is annoying, or rather uninterested in this guy's life, who told him that he is getting married now because his girlfriend wants to get married. He is now a guy a coworker calls a "Yes Ma'am" (most commnly known as pussywhipped). He informs my coworker how his girlfriend is making all the arrangements for their wedding and he will be doing all the driving and all yeses because she can't drive. How old is this girlfriend? Continuing on, he tells my coworker that he is saying yes to everything she wants because it is easier than saying no, plus he doesn't want to give up the sex. Aha, that's why they are getting married. Funny, I don't recall him talking about buying this girlfriend an enagagement ring. Maybe he mentioned his girlfriend was doing that too. I personally would feel insulted if a man I love did not buy the ring himself and then got down on one knee to propose. Maybe I'm old fashion...

Hello again. I noticed yesterday that my stretchy mittens had a hole so I put on another pair today. This pair had a hole in the exact same spot. So tomorrow I get to wear mismatched mittens. It is a little late in the year to buy new ones. Spring is out on the shelves. Post later. Bye!

I neglected on my previous posting about the lady from the car rental next door who was fired today. Apparently, a customer's credit card did not go through and as the lady customer was leaving, this employee mumbed the b-word. The customer wrote a letter complaining to the company. This particular person has been in trouble twice before in the past 2 months for this very reason so this third time, she was dismissed. I'll miss her. She's the type that made everybody laugh, especially when she drank plenty of coffee. Looks like her coworkers are getting overtime until they hire someone new. Post later. Bye!

I think there is a conspiracy going on. Every time the home office of any job decides to change uniforms, it is always at tax time. Coincidence? Plus costume changes always require employees to purchase things to keep their job. Talk about unfair. Post later. Bye!

My niece is making progress, she is crawling backwards. We have to motivate her by placing toys away from her. I entertained the baby by playing with the cat. Every time the cat caught the fur ball I was swaying, the baby burst out laughing. Such a happy baby. I went to my brother's house to do my taxes. I trust his math skills more than mine. I get a refund, enough to pay for my TV and add to my IRA account. I have not put money in that for over a year. Too poor. On the news the legislature is trying to persuade young people to our state by forgiving state income taxes for people under 30. That would be nice if I was not turning 30 this year. Though they are forgetting one thing, young people usually get tax refunds while they work away at 20% tax level. I guess job fairs and governor trips are not working as they hoped. Iowa may be a great place to settle down and raise children, but a lousy place to hold a job that pays enough to live off of. I showed off my new...

Hello again. I came up with an improvement to my pen name. Jordan Harvey. I know it's not snappy or catchy, but it's the best my creativity can handle. I like it. Post later. Bye!

It is the anniversy I'm told on TV of the Roe vs. Wade. It showed a anti-abortion protest in Washington and some protesters praying for Mr. Bush's support to overturn the infamous Supreme Court decision. All I have to say is to be careful for what you wish for, you might get it. Supreme Court decisions have been overturned in the past. Plessy vs. Ferguson was overturned by Brown vs. Topeka and desegregated schools. It can occur. Nobody nowadays recalls I'm sure what is was like when abortions were illegal and further back when birth control pamphlets were viewed as obscene literature. Are these protesters ready to educate horny teens with birth control (sorry parents but abstience is the best birth control does not address emotional pulls to disobey)? Are these protesters ready for more children and unwed mothers under the welfare system? Are these protesters ready for more babies thrown in dumpsters since uneduated teens might not realize or too scared to leave ...

To Mr. Capricious who blocked any reply to his comment. I can respond in a professional and unemotional manner. Your comment was insightful and helpful, though ignoring him doesn't seem to work. My obscene gesture was not straightforward enough to keep him from telling me to smile again. Your comment also made me more aware that many would have trouble remembering 2 of my relatives died last month, so I might have trouble explaining my emotions effectively. I can understand how warming up when he backs off can confuse him. I should not have commented that I noticed his hair was shorter and then continuing how I am the only one around here who would notice something like that. It also may be too much to expect a new guy to behave in a professional manner with boundaries and distance when desiring to fit in. Though, I would be offended if someone I do like placing their head on my shoulder when saying hello, not just the weirdo. Anyway, thank you for your comment. I enjoy talki...

I got my new TV delivered today. I even moved my wire bookshelf to allow room through the door, very unstable contraption meaning all books had to be removed. Good thing it was delivered because there is no place to grab it when lifting. That is only one reason I wish to strangle the engineers who construct these pieces of crap. Have you noticed that technology seems to become more pathetic and frustrating than better as time goes on? Then the TV had a sticking out back that would not sit on my old fashioned TV stand. One delivery guy said it reminded him of his grandparents' house. They left it on the floor and I signed my name. Well I grabbed a screwdriver and undid the back support of the stand and struggled to hold on as I broke my back lifting it up to the wheelie stand. The TV is too wide, or long (I stink in math). I placed it back on the floor. I went on the internet to look for a stand to be delivered by tomorrow. Couldn't find a single one in 3 websites that I liked....

I swear the weirdo at work is on a mission to make me smile. I wish he would take his sunshine someplace else. I flipped him off again after his "Smile" when I was upset over my computer disconnecting just as I went in to print something. He can bite me. I even had to look at my hand to make sure my index finger was down. Sometimes I have nervous system problems. My God, he was whiny. He needs a new hobby away from trying to get my attention. He kept asking what he did to deserve that, see if he's ever nice to me again. After answering him twice, he comes up to my counter, right in my face, begging to know what he did to deserve that. I had to explain a third time, and then changed explanations for the fourth time. If I want to smile, I will smile. Jerk. He whined that I didn't have to flip him off. Obviously I did. Then he kept joking til I cracked a smile and finally left me alone. I wish prince charming would hurry up and fall onto my lap so this guy would ...

To the lady who asked me to break her $100 bill. Would you have preferred that I tell you to go get a phone card out of the gift shop to use the phone rather than to keep asking others for change after I gave you 5 $20 bills. I'm not an ATM nor the only employee at the airport. And I was smiling to be friendly, maybe that word is not in your country's volcabulary.

Hello again. I did laundry at my sister's house this week. I was explaining to her how Mom did not understand why I did not like a particular guy at work. I went to my parents' house the day before to get my oil changed, courtesy of Dad. My sister proceeds to tell me the reason I am not meeting Mr. Right is because I'm attracting losers. I have to make room for the right guy to come along. I'm listening, though I wish I heard such advice 10 years ago when I started college. She says I need to be more assertive with the weirdoes and be mean to shake them off. She says I'm too wimpy and too nice to people I don't like. This is a great contrast to her past advice to be the better person, be nice to mean people, and act like your feelings aren't hurt as if nothing bad happened. I see her point and perhaps try to assert more negative vibes toward Mr. Weirdo. Then she explained how the right men like assertive women and went into how her husband said he was attra...

Hello again. I innocently went into a store to exchange an item. It went on sale so I glanced at the Valentine's day cards thinking of an even exchange with a couple cards. The next thing I know I am picking 20 cards for my family. I even selected cards for my dead Grandma and dead Great-aunt. Realizing I can't mail the cards to them, I nearly cried right there in the store. I decided to give those cards to someone else and get some stickers too. I ended up spending much more than I intended. Oopsy. I guess I should not go shopping for a while. I spend more when I get emotional. Post later. Bye!

Hello. It looks like I'm going to the Motley Crue concert by myself. My manager is too pokey and possibly flaky, so I got my ticket online. Up in the balcony near the stage, close to the spot I sat for the Def Lepard concert 3 years ago. Hopefully it went through. Ya never know anymore. Then again it could be processing the credit card. I also got my rejection notice #2. This was quick, I sent it only a week or so ago. The editor said that he did not believe my book would a commercial success. So much for winning the lottery my coworkers are expecting. So on to the next publisher on the list. Post later. Bye!

Hello again. It is amazing how quickly the loving feeling of Christmas disappears. Tiny Tim's adage "God bless us, every one" alters into calling Jews Christ killers by Easter. If people read their Bibles more closely, it was the Romans who killed Jesus of Nazareth with the epitaph of King of the Jews on his cross because his crime to be crucified was indeed calling himself the King of the Jews without the Roman Emeperor's permission. So there. The Valentine candy is out on the store shelves and the roses are prominently displayed. Another holiday for love. Today we celebrate Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday and his speech on his dream is widely publicized. Sure, I was in heaven waiting to be born when he was murdered and to my knowledge there were no race riots or looting in Des Moines like other parts of the country. I think I read someplace the black churches here had vigils at night in his honor. So my perspective on the man would not be the same a...

Hello again. I saw a good page in a magazine and had to share it with my own sentiments. What Not to Say to a Single Woman over 35 (also under too): 1. Hey Cousin, how about we break with tradition and dispense with the bridal bouquet toss. Believe it or not, it is a bit degrading to be shoved in the center next to other eager bride wannabes younger than you. 2. The word "picky". Not only is it offensive, it is inaccurate. Sure I could marry a loser my friends choose who makes me think "Go away", but then I would also be quickly back on the market after I divorce him. So please don't tell me everything that is wrong with a potential date if you wish for me to get excited about your choice for my life partner. Build him up into a god and I will be excited to meet him. 3. Don't confuse being single with being a child. This would be my mother's problem. We grown ups detest sitting at the children's table and sitting in the backseat with the baby...

Hello again. I made a decision today. Since so few people can spell my last name, I will use a pen name. Rebecca Harvey shall be my pen name. Easy to say, easy to spell. I might change the first name to something with more piazazz. I will keep the Harvey part. He was my ex-best friend who always believed I would be a writer someday. That belief faded away with our friendship when my family bombarded me with "You'll never make it" and "What if you try your whole life and never make it, you wasted your time." And people wonder why I hate my family so much. Well, if my ex-best friend or his bitchy wife object to my decision: All I can say is that we are no longer on speaking terms so there is nothing they can do to stop me from using his last name as my pen name. Post later. Bye!

My manager did something very mean to me a few days ago. She emailed me a webpage claiming the band I want to see in concert this spring would be on a chatroom. My favorite was on the chatroom the day before I received this email. Bad manager. I love this band so much I read their bio book twice and I missed out on talking to Nikki Sixx. Then on top of that she informs me of a package deal where you can meet the band and get your picture taken with the band. She tells me I would suck from being cool getting that. I looked into it and that bitch knows I don't have $400. I barely make over minimum wage. Shame on her for getting me excited. One good thing that happened was getting my email to the editor published in a magazine, though I was misquoted. I have been showing everybody I know my name in print. Some say congrats while others don't care. I'm so escatic I don't care. They spelled my name right too. A while ago the post office misspelled my name o...

My manager did something very mean to me a few days ago. She emailed me a webpage claiming the band I want to see in concert this spring would be on a chatroom. My favorite was on the chatroom the day before I received this email. Bad manager. I love this band so much I read their bio book twice and I missed out on talking to Nikki Sixx. Then on top of that she informs me of a package deal where you can meet the band and get your picture taken with the band. She tells me I would suck from being cool getting that. I looked into it and that bitch knows I don't have $400. I barely make over minimum wage. Shame on her for getting me excited. One good thing that happened was getting my email to the editor published in a magazine, though I was misquoted. I have been showing everybody I know my name in print. Some say congrats while others don't care. I'm so escatic I don't care. They spelled my name right too. A while ago the post office misspelled my name o...

Alright guys. Please answer this question. How many times must a gal reject a guy before the guy figures out this gal is not interested in his friendship? Here's the case study: Guy at work asked me when we were going out for drinks after work. I already said, No thank you, weeks before. My answer this time: Never. Never? He asks. We need to get you out he says. I asked why. Because I hibernate too much in my apartment. I explain I am not a bar person (1 bad experience with a old geezer that wouldn't leave was bad enough, also I noticed only women stared at me while most men ignored me). Then the next thing I know he wants to go to a 24 hour restraunt down the street to drink cocoa after work. I made a face and said no, then walked away. What part of Never did he not understand? He is also obsessed over escorting me to my car after work. I don't get it. By the way, this guy is married with a daughter so I really don't get why he badly wants to hang arou...

I don't believe this. I just saw a movie commercial for something I saw in high school. A movie about Prince Andrew and Sarah Ferguson's relationship. I mean they have been divorced how many years and there are people out there somewhere still soaked up in the fairytale gone wrong. I say, Get over it. Andrew and Sarah certainly have. I guess some can't let go of the Sarah and Diana marriages. There were the Diana tapes on Dateline and before that were the photos of a dying Diana in her car. That made my heart sink to the floor. This poor woman is slumped in her car dying and she is surrounded by people taking her picture and standing around. I felt so sorry for her. My conclusion on the love of Diana and Sarah in the 1980's is really love of a fantasy. The fairytale wedding, expensive jewelry, and dressing pretty for charity balls. When they got married I was in my childhood and bridge toward adolescence, so I never got caught up in the Cinderella fant...

Another winter storm warning is out tonight. Yesterday I babysat my niece. She took a nap so it was a piece cake. Though it was tough getting her to sleep. I sang, I rocked her, I read her stories, nothing put her to sleep. I finally resorted to turn on the lullaby cd in the stereo and rocked her to sleep. Her eyes would back in her head and then she would wake up again. She fights sleep. My oldest niece fought sleep to as a baby. Mommy (my sister) came home soon after she woke from her nap. She was eating her crackers and I gave the report of having it easy. My sister cooked steak. I am used to our Mom's steaks being cooked all the way through, so it was awkward eating rosy pink meat. My sister assured me it was cooked. Baby showed off her speaking skills when I said, Can you say Mama. Mama came right out. Now she needs to learn my name. She showed off her eating skills with her baby forks. My sister picked up the chopped banana piece, baby grasped the fork, and fed her...

Hello again. I read this in a Christmas letter my sister had and shall share it with you. If anyone needs encouragement to stop smoking, this might help. A 44 -year-old woman named Wyn had a bad cough that prompted her to stop her 30 year smoking habit. Like her Grandpa, she had a hypno-therapist help her quit. Now it is normal for the lungs to expel muscus when one stops smoking, so her doctor gave her medicine when her cough persisted. 8 months later a scan revealed a 3-inch tumor in her left lung. Another scan revealed no other tumors so her lung was removed. A month later, surgery comenced to discover the tumor grew into a football and 3 ribs were also removed with some of her chest wall. Then the surgeon noticed her lymph nodes under the lungs had cancer. Chemotherapy was recommended. The pain of the surgery required strong narcotics to help Wyn cope. A month after surgery, a strong pain sent Wyn to the emergency room to find a hole in her colon. 2 days later she ha...

Hello again. I read this in a Christmas letter my sister had and shall share it with you. If anyone needs encouragement to stop smoking, this might help. A 44 -year-old woman named Wyn had a bad cough that prompted her to stop her 30 year smoking habit. Like her Grandpa, she had a hypno-therapist help her quit. Now it is normal for the lungs to expel muscus when one stops smoking, so her doctor gave her medicine when her cough persisted. 8 months later a scan revealed a 3-inch tumor in her left lung. Another scan revealed no other tumors so her lung was removed. A month later, surgery comenced to discover the tumor grew into a football and 3 ribs were also removed with some of her chest wall. Then the surgeon noticed her lymph nodes under the lungs had cancer. Chemotherapy was recommended. The pain of the surgery required strong narcotics to help Wyn cope. A month after surgery, a strong pain sent Wyn to the emergency room to find a hole in her colon. 2 days later she ha...

Hello again. I read this in a Christmas letter my sister had and shall share it with you. If anyone needs encouragement to stop smoking, this might help. A 44 -year-old woman named Wyn had a bad cough that prompted her to stop her 30 year smoking habit. Like her Grandpa, she had a hypno-therapist help her quit. Now it is normal for the lungs to expel muscus when one stops smoking, so her doctor gave her medicine when her cough persisted. 8 months later a scan revealed a 3-inch tumor in her left lung. Another scan revealed no other tumors so her lung was removed. A month later, surgery comenced to discover the tumor grew into a football and 3 ribs were also removed with some of her chest wall. Then the surgeon noticed her lymph nodes under the lungs had cancer. Chemotherapy was recommended. The pain of the surgery required strong narcotics to help Wyn cope. A month after surgery, a strong pain sent Wyn to the emergency room to find a hole in her colon. 2 days later she ha...

I read the tiny backpage stories in the paper today to find a prostitute in Hollywood, Florida turn in one of her customers to the police after viewing toddler rape and mass quanities of child pornography. The man was arrested. I say Thank You to this woman and the countless children you saved thank you too. Post later. Bye!

I knew something good was going to happen today when I woke up this morning. On my way to work, I found out what. Motley Crue is coming to Des Moines this spring. I'm so happy. I love them so much I will go to the concert by myself if I must. Ok, maybe obsessed is a better word. My friends at work have a magical way of backing out at the last minute leaving me with nonrefundable tickets. I emailed my manager about it and stated she can bring her husband with us. She jumped out of her socks when I told her I bought the rock group's biography a few years ago. Her husband was planning to buy it. I said it was very good, my favorite photo was the naked one of Nikki Sixx. That got her excited too. Nobody picks me as a hard rock fan. I'm too angelic to enjoy bad boys singing about drugs and women. They apparently don't know me very well. Despite my polite and tidy behavior at work, I'm not polite and tidy at home. My Mom is my witness to that. Post late...

Icicles keep dripping on my head as I walk outside smelling the warmer air. Well, maybe not. But they are dripping. Post later. Bye!

Tonight I stopped at the grocery store and saw as I walked out the door the headline "Iowa Sues (grocery store)". I will be kind enough not to mention their name. It's not the one I shop at. Without reading the paper, I know what is about. Back in my infanthood or before, Iowa began a recycling program where when one buys certain alcohols and soda pops and they are charged 5 cents extra to receive the money back when can or bottle is returned. Even so, there are plenty of cans and bottles on the ground for the homeless to collect nickels. Anyway, the past year or so this grocery store chain ceased redeeming the cans and bottles to the complaints of many customers. By law, a grocery store either takes the cans and bottles or set up a redemption center to take these stores' cans and bottles. On top of that, they must give notice to the customers (1 or 2 months) and ask permission from a state office (I forget which) to stop redeeming cans and bottles, yet sti...

We have a bet going here. We have had a rate change with a company we rent to a lot, which means they get cars even when we are sold out and they do not have a reservation. The problem is the new rate is not in the system yet, which means we modify the rate when we rent the car. Now the idiot that works here is not going to get this when he works tomorrow. You can explain something to him 20 times and he still does not get it. So a coworker and I have a bet going. I said, I bet $100 he asks how to modify the rate when he rents the car. She said, I bet $100 he does not even notice he needs to modify the rate. We shall see what happens. We have cake today. My coworker had her 30th birthday yesterday and brought a cake her mother made. All I every get for my birthdays is "Oh, I didn't know it was your birthday." Let's just say I am happy to receive birthday cards from my family on time. Ususally they come a week after my birthday or right after I email ...

Winter is just lovely with mountains of ice and snow. Too lovely for our lazy customers to scrape a little ice and snow off their windshields so the wipers will work. They come in complaining there are streaks (ice on wiper does that), the wipers are shot and need replacing (ice just needs to melt), wipers won't move (frozen to glass and an ice scraper we provide removes it), and more complaints not being able to see well when trucks fly by (do you think I saw through mine yesterday?). They demand car exchanges which does not really solve the problem of ice and snow covering the windshield. Sorry if I sound rude, but do these people really think they won't have the exact same problem with another car? My coworker has informed many that the wipers can be lifted up to scrape underneath, though she calls it bending instead of lifting. My apologies to be the one to inform people that cars are machines that do not work so well in below-freezing temperatures. If you can not hand...

Last night was the second day of the snow storm. 12 inches Tuesday, 16 inches Wednesday. Wednesday I sent off my book to a publisher. It took a long time just to get the snow off my car. Twice I jumped in my car to warm my frozen fingers. The De-icer was a piece of crap. After struggling to remove the cap, I sprayed the inside of the door, then driver's side of the windshield. I sprayed the de-icer on the wipers and got my finger wet. It felt funny until today. Passenger side of the windshield, de-icer ran dry. Good thing I sprayed the other side first. I guess that is what I get for 99 cent can, even if it is 12 inches tall. I did laundry at my sister's house. Side streets are always plowed last. It was plowed so I parked in the driveway. Street parking is often a ticket offense when snowplows need to get through. The second snowfall came. I spent the night at her house. Mom called to make sure we were okay. My school librarian sister had 2 days off. Lucky her. ...

Hell again. I just received an email from my phone company claiming to remove the unauthorized charges and asked to contact them again if I receive more. I guess my last email to them did it. I can relax. Post later.

The battle with my phone company rages on. Last month, I looked at my phone bill to find a company charging me for voicemail service. I never heard of this company and screen all calls with an answering machine. The day I supposedly accepted this service, I was not home. I live alone so no one else would answer the phone. Needless to say I have no voicemail service. After trying to contact this scammer 3 times to only listen to a voicemail message, I contacted my phone company for the third time. The operator removed the charges after I demanded to know how I am suppose to get these charges removed by the scammers if I can't speak to them. This month I see the charge again. I email my phone company (over New Year's weekend) to get the run around and firm declarations that only the scammer company can remove the charges. They do business with many companies to benefit us (yeah right, I think they receive a kick back), place their charges on my bill for my convenience ...

The battle with my phone company rages on. Last month, I looked at my phone bill to find a company charging me for voicemail service. I never heard of this company and screen all calls with an answering machine. The day I supposedly accepted this service, I was not home. I live alone so no one else would answer the phone. Needless to say I have no voicemail service. After trying to contact this scammer 3 times to only listen to a voicemail message, I contacted my phone company for the third time. The operator removed the charges after I demanded to know how I am suppose to get these charges removed by the scammers if I can't speak to them. This month I see the charge again. I email my phone company (over New Year's weekend) to get the run around and firm declarations that only the scammer company can remove the charges. They do business with many companies to benefit us (yeah right, I think they receive a kick back), place their charges on my bill for my convenience ...

Hello again. I have been meaning to give someone at work the finger for repeatedly telling me to smile. He walked by saying "Smile kiddo" and I flipped him off. "Smile" is the wrong thing to say to me right now. I am not sure if he saw it though. Then, I shared my Christmas events with a coworker starting with "My Grandma's funeral was lovely." I got upset just talking about and began shaking. Well, I better go now. I need to cry. Post later.

I glanced at our new calendars at the counter to notice they have a company from Denver, Colorado on them. Someone sure traveled far to give us 2005 calendars. I was scared last night when I saw it raining. Yesterday, I had to chip off ice off my windows and drive like a little old lady trying to prevent from skidding. Most dangerous are parking lots and sidewalks since roads are de-iced. Today I vacuumed my apartment and watched a show about Sharon Tate. She just married in London when I had to leave for work. She was said to be a sweet girl. Maybe it will be on again. By the way, did I miss a news report. The airport flag was at half staff. No holiday today. Tonight I have to make a copy of my cover letter and story to print on my sister's computer tomorrow. I'm babysitting tomorrow. I have nothing else to report. Post later. Bye!

Happy New Year. I think someone cursed me today. Nothing went right today. I struggled to get out of bed and started on the mopping before I took a shower. I turned in my rent and went shopping for more paper and envelopes. Alas, the Christmas stuff was still displayed. I bought more Christmas things. I got barbells and new stretch bands too. Then removing my Christmas lights some paint came off the walls and I noticed burn marks. Wonderful. I discarded several items. I turned into my Grandmas with too much stuff. Then again, I still could be hoarding from my Christmas decorations (and summer sandals) being stolen a few years ago. I even got a new stocking out of fear that my stocking my Grandma (Mom's side) made when I was born could be stolen. I was heartbroken thinking that was gone, until Mom found it in her house. But of course, I tell people since my Mom has a stocking holding for it that I leave it at her house. Then while I placed the rest in boxes, I tried...

Happy New Year. I think someone cursed me today. Nothing went right today. I struggled to get out of bed and started on the mopping before I took a shower. I turned in my rent and went shopping for more paper and envelopes. Alas, the Christmas stuff was still displayed. I bought more Christmas things. I got barbells and new stretch bands too. Then removing my Christmas lights some paint came off the walls and I noticed burn marks. Wonderful. I discarded several items. I turned into my Grandmas with too much stuff. Then again, I still could be hoarding from my Christmas decorations (and summer sandals) being stolen a few years ago. I even got a new stocking out of fear that my stocking my Grandma (Mom's side) made when I was born could be stolen. I was heartbroken thinking that was gone, until Mom found it in her house. But of course, I tell people since my Mom has a stocking holding for it that I leave it at her house. Then while I placed the rest in boxes, I tried...