Eh, Vacation

You know, the only reason I took the remainder of my vacation, was because I was getting kind of stressed at work. I'm a cashier at Wally world, and I've probably said this before, but I like it. I like my store. Weird. But it was getting to me, and I had to use or lose it by April 29, my anniversary date. But, jeez, I hate sitting at home. I want to GO and DO, but that takes money. I did get to see Greg Mortenson's lecture at Lloyd Noble Arena (Center?) yesterday. HE SIGNED MY BOOK!!!! I was too shy to talk :( Jeez, I hate being shy. I don't really hate my life, it's just soooo darn boring! And it's all on me. I could have extra money, if I got a second job. But the first one tires me out. I guess I'm just tired. Tired of hot flashes and night sweats. Tired of the Hubby railing against my president. Tired of the Hubby's gun obession. Tired of his nonstop adoration of Glenn Beck. Tired of being invisible. Tired of being yelled at for my beliefs. I'd kind of like to be alone, but I don't want to lose my house.

all done.
yeah, I think I'm mildly depressed.

Not a Damn Thing

That would be the answer to what I've been doing for the last 3 months. I've been mildly depressed. In January I got mononeucleosis, a fun, new experience for me. In February I got my updated mammogram and ultrasound (just the left boob). It's still fine. Around that time I got to see 3/4 of Avatar in Imax 3D, until one of the projectors boogered up and stopped the movie. I got a free pass, which I haven't used (and hopefully doesn't expire), and a refund. In March I started a new crochet project, still not done because I underestimated how much yarn I would need. It's about 7 or 8 rows from being done. I've got another in mind, but haven't purchased the yarn for it yet. You know what the pattern said I would need is crap. I even made sure I was getting my gauge (unimportant really for an afghan). I'm still a beginner to crochet, but hell, I've been knitting for 30 years and I still suck at gauge swatches. I get bored and say, "That's enough for a measurment." Anyway, I will finish my afghan project (a possible future christmas or birthday present), and start the next one. I also have a couple of different sock yarns to mess with, but the blues are kinda putting the kibosh on that.

My son is in Yokosuka, Japan. That's where his ship, the USS George Washington, is. He's busy and has friends to hang around with, and doesn't really see eye to eye with Randy. It's hard to think of him as a grown man. And yes, that would be Mama, laughing at me from Heaven.

I'm still at Wal-Mart. Almost at my 3 year mark. I know I should be looking for the "good job" that pays more and stuff, but I like my job and my store and the people I work with and for. And for retail, I get paid pretty good.

As for the Hubby, I still feel all but invisible. I'd like to think that I matter, but I don't. Case in point, I told him I wanted an iPod so I can listen to music while I walk the dogs, but he bought some cheapie that he found in Walgreens, a $20 or $30 knockoff. He didn't even go there specifically to buy that, but was there to pick up a prescription. So. I'm an afterthought. And god forbid I talk politics. We use to not be that far apart, now it's a gulf. sad.

Well I got that off my chest.