The Adventures of Being Me

We have a running gag at my old job that goes: Coworker 1: See ya tomorrow. Coworker 2: Not if I win the lottery, in that case you never me again. Needless to say I didn't win the Megamillions, I never play. But if I won any lottery jackpot, My dream would be to pay off my debt to Mom, buy a new car (mine is crap), buy a house w/fenced yard and adopt more pets (live in apartment), plant a butterfly garden, buy patio furniture and new dining room table with glass top (gotta have people over in my new house), and finally if anything leftover start an animal charity/sanctuary/aquarium (something w/animals). I can dream can't I.

Finished my full service cleaning of the apartment in 3 days. Traumatized the cats w/vacuum cleaner. Got a call to come into work, but I didn't answer the phone cause I needed the day off. This weekend people have asked me to work for them, but I'm already working. They hired some new people so hopefully that won't mean my hours getting cut. People keep suggesting jobs, but I applied to their suggestions with no response. Oh, well have to keep asking Mom for money until she dies and then spend my inheritance trying to prevent becoming homeless. Such as life.

Took niece and nephew, w/my sister, to Family Fun Night at a local mall. We ate at the Food Court. Nephew enjoyed the blow up rides while niece waited in line to get her face painted. Nephew got a sticker and tattoo. They had a craft table to make a bunny and table to color a bunny picture w/crayons. Niece waited about an hour and when face was painted, they were closing the activities down. She was very sad cause we were going home now and she was to get a bath. It was their bedtime. I grabbed a discarded bunny for her and we found balloons so grabbed those too. Niece was happy again. We took pictures of her face.

Had a day off. Slept late, fed cats when they started meowing by the food bowl, dropped off charity donation of clothes and shoes, went to the bank for quarters to do 1 load of laundry, forgot to turn off stove burners (twice), took a nap, played with cats, lost gum down a couch (yuck), and in this relaxed state of mind came up with title of new chapter of my fairytale "Mortal Enemies". Hopefully not a movie title yet. And yes, Mortal Combat inspired the title. Now, have to write the chapter. I think I'll have a ship be attacked by the feared pirate The Firefox to have the attacked captain reply, That's impossible cause I'm the Firefox.  Battle should take up about a paragraph.

Man I had the weirdest dream last night. It was about a rock star I've seen at concert once, but he doesn't know I exist. Go figure how this came about in middle of the night. Now the dream. I win a contest to meet said rock star at a music store, a meet and greet type of thing. So I wait in the music store with some 20 others all buzz with excitement. He comes in door in bleached blond hair when his natural color is dark brown and shakes everybody's hand. At my hand he seems nervous even though he has a bright big smile. I call him Mr (last name) instead of using his first name like evryone else. He chats with us groupies full of questions. He excuses himself to prepare singing us a few songs. Naturally I'm shy so I get my question when he goes behind this 80's wig display to change clothes. I run into the female bodyguard from Playboy or Penthouse and ask permissson for 1 question, I'm allowed to ask it. I inquire from the shadow behind the wigs what the dea...

Iran trying to make nuclear weapons (can you blame them?) and Israel threatening war with Iran if they do not stop. Ok, David and Goliath rerun playng out. So how does the US fit into this picture. US supports Israel no matter what they do to their neighbors and neighbors being attacked are always the bad guy, right? Terrorists, jihadists, people trying to walk down the street w/out getting shot or bombed, and leaders clinging to whatever they can hold on to make up much of the Middle East. I see no easy solution and fighting there will continue there because few really want peace, they want surrender. Ok I borrowed that last bit from The Devil's Own (Traumatized young boys become angry young men and then they become a problem). From a distant land and a person who does not live in a war zone, I can only say this. We can have war or we can have peace. We can't have both at the same time. And I can quote this from the American Civil War. I have shot many cannons at West P...

Got a discount coupon from my store so took niece and nephew shopping. Niece had to tell me how her mommy does things. I placed her shorts agaist her backside instead of the front to see if they would fit. I explained her butt is bigger than her front so I check from the back. Kids saw bathing suits so we got bathing suits. Sister said they already have suits so I'll take those back. Got niece ready for Easter with hat, gloves, and purse. She already has shoes and dresses. I know I spoil them, it's my job as aunt. I have no kids of my own, just cats. Then when done shopping, we checked out with one of my coworkers. So nice for her to put a face to the relatives I talk about so much. I have to show them off you know. Nephew said my coworker spoke weird and I scolded him in that was rude to say. Left for the movie theater to see The Lorax. Kids laughed through the whole thing. Had my hands full carrying the tray of goodies and niece was holdi...

We got nice weather to follow our spring-like winter. Have to get the skateboard out soon. These past few weeks we have been slammed w/customers from basketball and wrestling tournaments. And w/Easter around the corner it is not slowing down. Customers will just have be mad standing in line when we are short-handed from coworkers calling in sick or simply on their lunch break. Even better story for today, a lady argued that her friend told her it is the 16th today so her coupon was good. My computer and calendar says it is the 15th. Glad to be home. Recently, found a note about the dress code at my store. Sneakers not allowed. Does this mean I get to inform the managers wearing white sneakers with black dress pants they are not following the dress code? My colored jeans (pants w/rivets) are not allowed, except on denim days. I almost dislike denim days cause then what will I wear on my days off. I get a lot of days off being part-time. Trying to find another job and interviewed to b...

‎2day at work a customer said how wonderful it was to get into my line every time she comes here. I replied, Tell my boss that cause a compliment doesn't count until you tell the boss. People always think u r an angel until u make them mad, then u r the devil, so I don't take compliments nor insults very personally. Get home and watered the grass plants today (can't get the catnip to grow more than an inch and then killed by 2 days of frost). Precious enjoyed licking the wet grass.  

Gave customer her receipt and wish her a good day. She spies a bright colored shirt on the way out and then heads for the door. She walks/crashes into the push/pull door. She stands there stunned for a moment (oh these doors didn't open). Instead of pushing the door open, she walks around the security towers (plastic things by the doors), and goes through the automatic doors. I guess someone didn't know how to oepn a door.

Work was fun today. Coworker complained how slow it was, where were all the customers? Then we get a mad rush. After reaching a slow patch I told my coworkers, No complaining how slow it is and just enjoy the slow moment. Earlier today I tried to pet the cats good-bye and they ran away from me, then chased each other as I was chasing them. They hate saying good-bye. Now home and they are happy cats.

Man they need to turn down the heat at work, I felt like I was in an oven (and coworker next to me was in a sweater). I'm too young for hot flashes. A few customers had moist hair. Last hour, got to switch to other side of store registers. There felt like cool fridge (much better). Talk about uneven heat distrubution.

A friend living on public assistance insisted I sign for benefits too. I try to explain that unlike her, I don't have kids and short on resources, welfare is not going to lift a finger to help me. I can eat out of dumpsters and live in my car for all they care. When I lost my job 2 years ago, I became familiar to "I make too much money to qualify" reply to any assistance request. Relentless friend pressures on and I cave in to apply. Public insurance shot me down after forcing me to fill out a bunch of paperwork because I already have insurance (Then why did they have me fill out 5 pages after I told them I have insurance through my job). Now I hear from food stamps that I have been denied benefits because I didn't show up for the interview. They never informed me by letter nor phone call nor email of any interview day and time. When I filled out the form, I was told I would hear from them soon about the interview day and time and who my case...

Such a beautiful day at 65 degrees. Little windy though. Did a load of laundry. Then shredded some papers. I don't need receipts from xmas shopping anymore, right? Going through cards and papers, I discover I forgot to renew pet licenses for Precious and Frodo. Whoops. Then I found a voters card for my old address, but not my current. Thought I changed that when I moved, but apparently not. Haven't voted for a while. Went to chiropractor for a check up. Spine refuses to stay put. Now relaxing w/cats.

When I was a kid, a channel played on weekdays Bewitched, Gidget, I Dream of Jeanie, and The Monkees. My favorite song from The Monkees was Daydream Believer and as a teenager I bought a cassette tape of their music. I enjoyed any reunion spot on TV. Last I saw Mr. Jones was last Fall on the Dr Phil show with his wife Jessica. He will be missed.