Lunch: Japanese restaurant, where I was a good and healthy eater, without any icky stuff...health-wise, that is
Dinner: 2 smoked port chops
might not work because my computer is being all wonky. It has for the
past two days and I am so hoping that it is my connection or something
and not the machine. Fixing this, my sweet baby, is possible, but it
will severely cut into my traveling money. Oh, no!!!
I just ran a
full scan and nothing came up, except for a few dozen tracking
cookies. I am hoping that it is all of the research I have been doing
here for work. Lordy. It might also mean that I cannot
upload a GP today. Frankly, I am still fighting that exhaustion from a
few days ago and cannot dredge up the energy to really care.
anyway, I had to go out and get stuff for the weekend with the babies
and decided to have lunch at my favorite place. I heard, whilst dining
there, that there might be a Chinese buffet place opening up in the near
vicinity. If that happens, and it is a nice place, I am going to have
another temptation with which to struggle. I will worry about that if
and when it happens. It is just that it is wonderful to go there, eat
only what I want and have absolutely no waste. Today was garbage day
and I had to toss out too many things again. There was all that lovely
lettuce and greens that the refrigerator froze, which is guess is not
exactly my fault, but our crappy appliance. But, there were berries, a
whole bunch of fresh ginger and the turkey that I had frozen a few
months ago, taken out to cook yesterday and then forgot about it in the
microwave until this morning when I had to heat up the cats' breakfast.
What a freaking waste, and it is usually worse than that. So, dining
out at a cheap place actually saves me money, and, I mean, how messed up
Next was the actual errands, the market, where I bought
food for me and for all of the special meals that I want to make for
the babies and their parents this weekend. I have offered take the
babies tomorrow and send mommy and daddy out to play and then stay
overnight so that they can either stay overnight somewhere else, or
sleep in on Sunday whilst I wrangle the babies.
So, I bought
some of their favorite stuff and got home and there is not any of those
cooler boxes anywhere. The largest one I found was the one in which I
take my lunch to work. Clearly, the berries, tomatoes and other
vegetables for the lunch kabobs, the thick slices of ham and roast beef,
and let me not forget the frozen pizzas they love, well none of that,
except for a few of the vegetables, is going to fit in my tiny cooler
Where the heck are those things? Maybe I got rid of them
during the last big divestment, but I doubt it. Wherever they are, they
are in a place where I cannot find them. That means that I have to
stop at another market on the way to their house tomorrow to re-buy all
of the fresh stuff, which was most of what I bought today. Not a huge
problem, because I can eat that stuff, and there is always a chance that
it will actually be eaten and not tossed in a week. I guess. It just
seems like a huge waste of money to have to buy that stuff twice. I
will get over it. Sigh.
This is such a small problem and I am
obsessing about it. What a dork. Besides, something came back to bite
me in the ass today. I have been keeping a relatively low profile and
minding my own business ever since the whole threats from my friend's
boyfriend a while back. You know, even if someone asks for your help
with something, they might have some other agenda that prevents them
from being nice when you do exactly what they ask you to do, and then
their boyfriend calls you and says seriously unkind stuff to you and,
well, it is just a mess. Kind of like that sentence. Sorry, Diary.
I offered help, support and a bit of advice to someone yesterday,
prefacing it with apologies about how I hope I did not overstep
anything. I heard back from that person and it seems that I was,
despite my cautionary stuff, completely misunderstood and that was
shared with me with a huge helping of snark. So, I apologized again, as
sincerely and genuinely as possible, but I think that this whole mess
might have irreparably damaged what, to this point, was only a tentative
relationship. Big picture wise, I guess that I took a risk, was
rebuffed and no real loss for either of us, but it still bothers me that
I upset that person whilst simply trying to be myself. I think that is
the most painful part of this, that being me is enough to make some go
all snarkalicious on my ass. It was a huge 'ouch' and since I rarely
have to learn that kind of lesson twice, that person should be pretty
darn safe from me from now on.
It still stings a little, but I
guess that is part of the learning process for me. I just need to mind
my own business. Plain and simple. Even if someone asks me to get
involved (friend/boyfriend/crappy telephone message), I will resist and
change the subject by pretending to have a stroke or an aneurysm or rabies.
early day tomorrow, and a busy one, too. 'Nighty-nite, Diary. Maybe I
will get lucky and have a dream about how I helped someone and did not
make a huge mess of it. Yeah, like that could happen, even in my
dreams. Lots more sighs.
Location is still broken, so here I am, all scrambled up, which is also part of the name of the GP that is slowly loading. It is named Scrambled Hearts and, seriously, how appropriate is that! You probably cannot see it, Diary, but in addition to the wonky heart in the middle, there are smooth places and choppy chopped-up places and part of hearts all over the place.
Well, let me give that GP a try.