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Tuesday was lovely. Air conditioning might be my favorite thing right now. With my wallet nearly empty, and three days left until pay day, we threw up our hands, got in the car, and went to the movies. Eighteen dollars for three hours of entertainment and cold air seems like a fair trade. I just want my family to be happy. Dinner was taken care of with one more day of leftovers. It was a good choice.

We saw The Lone Ranger. It was exciting to look at and had a decently compelling story. I have to say, there were a few moments where I wanted them to just get on with it. My favorite character was the horse. Johnny Depp can dress in Spam cans and read the Bible and I’d watch that. He was much better than that in this movie. I’m just sayin’.

The stats on Awesome on 20 have been, as I predicted, fairly abysmal since our crazy record breaking day a couple of weeks ago. I don’t know what to do to build it more. Once our little vacation is over, I need to start committing more time to this endeavor. I need to figure out how to make people like me. I’m no Katniss Everdeen. She made people love her without trying. I’ve never been able to make people like me. But 67 likes on Facebook and 32 followers on Twitter is just not going to cut it. Nobody is getting the word.

Okay, this is boring. I don’t know how to be successful. If I ever figure it out. I’ll let you know.

Keepin’ On

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Monday was long and hard and full of malaise. I probably wasn’t as empathetic and sensitive as I could have been. I remember depression only too well. I shouldn’t lose my patience. Hopefully soon, my love will be able to see the beautiful things in his life. He won’t consider medication, so all I can do is wait and hope that things improve. I don’t know what else to do but to love him. I’ve tried everything I can think of.

I tried again to get everyone out of the house, but it’s a losing battle. I dragged them to the air conditioned mall to buy an SD card for Geoff’s new phone. They just wanted to go back to the hot house. I give up on trying to be comfortable.

Geoff worked on his novel, and I took photos of the leftover burgers from from the picnic. We made plans to go to the movies the next day. Three full hours of blessed air conditioning.

I need to learn to be more understanding. I need to learn to be more patient. I need to learn to put the needs of others before my own. What I want is not as important as my family’s happiness. I need to keep repeating that. I need to remember myself. They matter most.

An Honor

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Friday was my last day of work at the Foodbank. The kindness was just overwhelming.

Around 11:00, my supervisor came and got me from the copy room to take me out to lunch. Almost the entire department met up in a little Italian restaurant downtown where one of the board members had some art on exhibit. They presented me with two leis, and a card (with the good stuff inside), then proceeded to tell me how much they loved working with me and how they would really miss me and try to have me back. They said they’d never done anything like this for one of their temps in the past. In fact, the ED actually said she didn’t even want to use the word temp.

If you know me at all, you know I’m terrible at having people pay attention to me, especially when they’re saying nice things. You can imagine how I turned into a completely awkward lunatic at this point, trying to put into words my gratitude, not only for the work they gave me and the much needed income, but also for their generosity and emotional support. These people have been with me through some really tough times. They made me feel like I had friends, and for me, that is really saying something.

After work, I came home to finish off some cupcakes for a Treatsies order, and a friend brought over some pizza and visited with the chickens. It was all so lovely and wonderful until about 8:45 when my stomach started cramping, and I spent the night on the futon going back and forth to the bathroom.

I guess that’s the universe’s way of putting me back in my place and reminding me that I am not a beautiful and unique snowflake.

Pixie

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I did it. I chopped all my hair off. Most if it is grossly sitting in a plastic shelf on my dresser waiting to be donated. That’s a little weird right? I feel sorry for the cancer patient who gets suck with my hair. That would not be an improvement.

So far, I think I like it. It still needs to be colored, even though Geoff says he likes the color, I think it would look better lighter. He did say it makes me look younger, which is awesome. There’s one piece in the back that’s a little weird, but hopefully it will settle itself. I just hope I don’t look mom jeans.

It was a big step, cutting off my hair. I hope I can maintain it. I keep touching it to make sure it’s real. I wonder what it will look like in the morning.

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Sans Luggage

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Even without clean clothes, my daughter and I still managed to have a good day together.  Emily was coughing every few minutes and occasionally complained of stomach pain, but we still had fun.  I hope none have you have booked flights on United for the holidays.  Their track record is pretty bleak right now.  According to their website, two days later, they still haven’t made a shred of progress toward finding her bag.  I guess I’ll be making angry phone calls tomorrow.  I really hate doing that.

The most important thing on our list was getting Geoff some Christmas presents, which I’m afraid I can’t discuss any further.  Top secret.  Then it was a walk to Taco Bell for lunch, a trip to the grocery store to make her special request for dinner, and mixing up cookie dough.  You know, all the stuff one does with an 11 year old girl.

The best part of the day was decorating the Christmas tree.  A couple of weeks ago, Geoff and I bought a potted tree from Safeway.  It’s a tiny little thing, but we didn’t have to kill a tree, and hopefully, it will keep growing, and we can just keep reusing it until it gets too big for the house, then we can plant it outside.  I mostly sat back and snapped photos while Geoff and Emily had a great time decorating.  Emily kept complaining that the tree was too poky, and she didn’t quite have the manual dexterity necessary to tie the strings on the baubles, but I think she had fun nonetheless.

Christmas is supposed to have kids.  I’m so happy that I’m finally getting to spend the holidays with my baby again.  Even if she does wear the same shoe size as me.  I hope all of you are getting to enjoy time with the tiny humans in your family.  I intend to thoroughly enjoy my holidays.

No Problem

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I’ve been trying to step it up at work the last few days.  A little ginger birdie told me there may be opportunities for a promotion in the near future, and I’ve been trying to prove that I am worthy of a manager’s salary.  But this is Friday’s blog post, so let’s talk about Friday stuff.

On Tuesday, my Friday shift was 12-8, then on Wednesday, it got cut back to 3-8.  Then due to the fact that my manager was taking an unexpected day off, it went back to 12-8.  Then, about an hour into my shift, I happened to be in the back room and heard Hedwig’s Theme coming from my purse.  I answered the phone, and it was one of my co-workers asking if I could cover for her and close the store that night.  So my Friday shift ended up being 12-9:20.  And that also meant I’d be working three hours by myself.  About an hour before the other person left, four boxes of slippers arrived in the mail, so I got to spend the night unpacking those.  But I take care of things.  I get things done.  No problem.

I came home to a very stressed out husband.  The extra rest from sleeping in an extra hour and a half that morning had been completely sapped by the end of what turned out to be a ten hour day for him.  The zoo’s education department turns out to be extremely unorganized.  They need a theater director in there to get everything running in working order so that people know what they’re supposed to do at events more than ten minutes before they’re supposed to happen.  They need someone with some balls to get in there and boss people around and make sure everybody’s doing their part.

My hope is that working a bit harder than everybody else, thinking things out, and solving problems will put me in my boss’s mind as somebody that could be trusted in a leadership position.  I could sure use the extra money.  I need to get my act together and start working on my own Treatsies blog, though.  I still have dreams of my own.  I just need some money to help move them forward.