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2018-03-02 @ 5:26 p.m.
the fucking weather said that it was going to snow a little in the morning, turning completely to rain for the rest of the afternoon into tomorrow. now i'm sitting here in my office freezing my tits off because it started snowing at like 11:30 this morning and never stopped. boss and i were so busy as soon as i came in with two customers and a salesman, and when we finally ran out to get lunch at around 4(!), we were both hangry and also had the pleasure of getting stuck in traffic in every direction. the place we were picking up our food from was literally 5 minutes from the bank we stopped at on the way but it took almost 30 mins to get there. powerlines down on one road, a giant tree fell across the road while we were sitting in the bank drive-thru, blocking traffic in the other direction, then when we did all of these crazy shortcuts through sideroads and parking lots, we saw there was a huge accident down from the second store and the entire road was closed for a half mile in each direction. wtf! i'd planned on taking a nice drive and treating myself to a really nice meal on saturday but those plans have been thwarted by the weather. if i go north, the super hilly, mountainous roads will be slippery and dangerous to navigate in my little 4 cylinder car, and if i go south everywhere will be flooded. so i guess i'm going to end up at work for the 4th saturday in a row. i told boss earlier while we were (finally) eating that i was going to have to stop by anyway tomorrow to have lunch here because my house has no dishes or utensils or dish soap or anything. it's barren and really depressing. my apartment has everything from the kitchen in it except a microwave. so i guess i'm going to have to heat and eat in the office. my mom decided that she's going to buy me a new mattress because she feels that my old one is too old. i mean, that's cool if that's what she wants to do. she's been really keen on spending money on us lately, which is nice. i was saying to boss while we were driving that i waited 35 years for my mom to act like a mom and do mom stuff, so i won't question it and just enjoy it while it lasts. i honestly think she's just realizing that she's getting old and doesn't really have any friends and doesn't want to be alone and have no relationship with her kids. like she told us that next year she's taking us all on a vacation to a tropical island. ok dude, fuck yeah! she called me this afternoon to ask if i really needed a room with a balcony. yes, yes i do. so i'm pretty excited about that. boss's friend S told me today i was looking great, and that he asked boss's permission to tell me first because he knows he's possessive of me. haha. i told him he didn't need anyone's permission to compliment me, i'll always take those. i'm almost done moving, hope to be done with that in a week or two. i'm down to just random papers and small things and the large furniture that i can't move without mr. able. my cat is confused, i can tell. he's like where the hell are all of my hiding spots and where is everything? i feel so bad for him that i'm moving to such a smaller area with so many fewer windows, and the windowsills are too narrow for him to sit in. i'm going to have to figure out a solution for him to be able to enjoy the outside. but i'm going to be so much happier and more active so i think he'll notice his mama is happier and more willing to play. it's all going to work out. then boss will move me to a larger apartment in a few years and everything will be alright. it's just weird to leave my home of 10 years. my home. how does he sleep at night? anyway, that's all. i'm supposed to be responding to customer inquiries but i'm sitting here across from boss, writing this. i think i'll feel better once i've settled in. i'm anxious to get in there now. i was so anxious to start packing and to leave, and now i'm just anxious for it all to be over already. i'm ready to start cooking and gaming and being creative again. i've suppressed it all for so long. we're leaving shortly. let me go do some actual work for 10 minutes. |