Top 14 Reasons I hate 8 a.m.
People are stupid at 8am again.
I hate 8am because people are smart asses at 8am.
I hate 8am because people are grouchy. I know I’m people.
I hate 8 am because my eyes refuse to focus.
I hate 8am because perky people want me to kill them.
I hate 8 am because people are too loud.
I hate 8am because the light it too loud.
I hate 8am because my lung and the air are not speaking to each other yet.
I hate 8am because the world hasn’t tilted back on its axis yet from the night before.
I hate 8 am because it makes me nausaus.
I could like an 8 o’clock meeting if it wasn’t for the 8 o’clock part.
I hate 8am because my password doesn’t work right the first time.
I hate 8 am because it comes way…
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How could we live without humor? Humor for humor’s sake. Humor as a means of communication. Humor for times of stress and heartache. Humor in times of joy and glee.
One of the side effects of chemotherapy is fatigue, which I’ve starting experiencing. When my husband asked this morning how I’m feeling, my mouth spoke tired and my brain thought, I’m feeling a little “Lili Von Shtupp” – “I’m so Tired” – the brilliant musical number from the Mel Brooks comedy, “Blazing Saddles.” (I’m a movie geek so that’s how my brain works) This number is my kind of funny. Hilarious! Totally took my mind off of actually being tired and brought a big ole grin to my face.
Madeline Kahn (Lili) is celebrated as an incredible actress, singer and comedienne, (even though she didn’t see herself as naturally funny so had to really work at it). She developed…
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My Monday started at 2:28 am.
I have never been able to fall asleep on my own since my early twenties. Now in my 50’s I am an experienced hardcore insomniac. About 2 am I had resigned myself to finish up on the computer and get my body to bed where I would lay for another hour waiting to sleep as my brain fast forwards every random ridiculous thought:
“My knee blew out for no reason yesterday so I’m stuck home, if I plug my husband’s nose as he is sleeping will he really open his mouth to breathe? Who invented the color yellow? The toilet is leaking I need a plumber ….”
Before getting up from the computer I checked my email which I rarely use and my jaw dropped at what popped up in front of me. If I had never felt I was getting old before I did staring at the content of my inbox. An email from an old best girlfriend from my school days sat there. I had not seen or heard from her in 20+ years and she says she is living in the next town in my state! A couple years ago I was scanning my hometown online newspaper and came across her father’s obituary. Saddened, I left a guestbook entry and my email address and name hoping to somehow reach out to she and her family.
Sleep? Bah Ha Ha Ha! My brain screamed sarcastically “Ain’t gonna happen now for sure!” My mind has been on instant replay of warm memories it brought rushing back.
In her short but to the point email she had included her phone number and said how much she hoped we could get together. The friend I remembered was a fun wise-ass, a stereotypical New York gal who made no bones about voicing exactly what was on her mind and I had admired that about her in high school as I was the quiet sort. We became the best of friends and when our children were young we were inseperable. Now her email in front of me sounded timid, almost resigned. Then again it was only a paragraph and maybe I was interpreting wrong. All day I have mulled over, “Should I call the number?”
Being the geek I am I looked the number up online to see if it was a landline or mobile number. If it was a mobile we could text, maybe not. Nope, it’s a landline.
I haven’t called it yet. I have been emotionally happy dancing we reconnected online yet I’m terrified and I don’t know what of or why. I have missed her dearly. Pickup the phone, put it down. What if she is at work and can’t answer, will I have the nerve to answer if she calls back? Argh!
Thirty years and then some is a very long time. What to do?
Monday in the trenches!
The construction is finally finished inside and yesterday was spent painting trim. I actually got to put our diningroom back together after what seemed a long recovery. Hello July your nearly here! Let summer begin!
It hasn’t felt like summer just yet, only last night it was cold enough the furnace kicked on about 3am. It didn’t surprise me after getting up to check it and seeing the thermostat report it was 52 degrees inside. Not freezing by New England standards of course but chilly enough I let the heat run then turned it off. Actually I don’t know how the gas heat is still active as I thought it had been disconnected. Come autumn it’s going to be a very big problem having a heating bill as we don’t make enough weekly to pay for it now. Something I am trying not to think about. Husband’s company of 50 years suddenly shutting it’s doors really left us in the lurch and it’s been nothing less than a struggle to pay the basic needs and eat once a day each. On a happier note things could be worse, at least the rent gets paid.
This year so far has been a good one for the garden though we opted for just a few plants instead of the bumper crops we used to plant. Husband trying to keep working through the temp agency for lack of jobs here keeps him busy with no time to garden so this year he opted for a few tomato, green pepper, and zuchinni plants. We had planted pumpkin and sunflower which were promptly mowed down accidently because they weren’t marked. We had a beautiful start of plentiful strawberries up until one week ago then something came in the night, ate the fruit and politely left the green tops in a neat pile on our porch steps where it had carried them. We are guessing it took some dexterity and must have been a hungry raccoon?
In the start of spring it was comical to hear the local news report that our state was in drought mode after having so much snow last winter. The media tends to hype everything of course and following the announcement mother nature dutifully poured down rain weeks, giving us more than enough. The flowers certainly are blooming and I got some long overdue photos with my phone camera I will have to post somehow. Not having a computer is proving challenging yes, but my sight has been so bad I just didn’t (see) the point of keeping it anymore!
The good is I can’t see myself in a mirror!