Vacation countdown

 Well, I kind of disappeared off the face of the bloggerverse.  No reason other than there really isn’t much going on. 

 

The countdown to vacation is on.  30 days and some change.  I am so excited.  This trip to NYC is going to be so different from last year.  We have our tickets for The Outsiders, which is good because it is almost sold out through the summer.  The Tony win for best musical probably helped that, even though it was already pretty popular.  I also hear it is popular with the young female demographic because of the male cast.  I was old enough to drink by the time they were even born but I am sure 30 years ago that would have excited me as well.  We don’t really have a firm plan on what we are going to do.  HMF wants to go to 9/11 museum, which I’m good with.  I want to do the ferry to see the statue of liberty since it was raining last year, not sure we would have gone anyway because that would have interfered with my sister’s drinking schedule.  We are also going to try and see another show.  Maybe Water for Elephants or Hadestown?  We will see about the TKTS booth or use TDF when we get there and try to get them a little cheaper.  I also want to see the Vessel but if we don’t, I am not too worried about it.  My sister is already trying to talk me into going back with her next year at Christmas.  As much as I enjoy NYC/Broadway, I am not so sure I ever want to travel with her again.  It kind of makes me sad because we have something we enjoy together but she makes it difficult.  Oh, and they already announced that The Outsiders is going to tour and it is going to start in Tulsa, October 2025!!

 

I am doing good after the surgery.  My weight is holding around 100 so far.  I am fine with that because I am not ready to buy a new wardrobe.  This time of year I gravitate to dresses anyway because of how hot it is so I am not sure how my jeans fit.  I got my stitchfix box last week and all they seem to fit ok so I don’t think it will be too bad.  Just the thought of denim with 114 heat index makes me want to dive into ice water. 

 

Work, blech.  Reading about y’all and your retirement adventures makes me extremely jealous.  I am not loving the transition back to the office.  We found out late last week that our supervisor is leaving for another job.  I am a little nervous that AP is going to put in for the job.  That would make things so much worse.  Maybe we can get someone that dislikes AP and her lead methods as much as the rest of us but the more likely scenario is it will get much worse.  I just have to hope that things work out so I can retire when I am eligible and not have to hang out any longer than I have to.  I really wish this would have happened before my last therapy session so I could doom spiral with her, lol.  The Chief that had a stroke (that’s my age) is doing better.  He has been in a rehab center and they are looking at sending him home this week to do at home therapy.  That kind of reinforces the urge to retire as soon as I’m eligible.  I haven’t looked at my TSP in a long time because it just stresses me out. 

 

I met up with Shana, the girl that used to teach most of the dance classes I took.  At one time she taught 4 of the classes I took each week so we got to be really good friends.  She has cut back to only 1 class, but I still haven’t gone back.  Anyway, she set me up with the girl, Hailey, that does my hair, who is another theater nerd like me.  The first time she did my hair she said that she was writing a play with some of her friends, and I told her I would go so Shana and I met up for dinner and for the show and caught up.  I really do miss her.  Anyway, the show was pretty funny, part improve, part scripted, part mixed media.  Pretty much what you would expect from a local theater troupe but it was good.  It was a byob place so we stopped at QT and got a drink to take in.  We also went to a bar afterwards, which I haven’t done in ages.  I literally can’t remember the last time I went to a bar in town.  I learned that I am way too old to hang with a bunch of 20 year olds, lol.  I had a good time but I noped out around midnight and Shana and another friend that we met up with was just getting started. 

 

I can’t believe it is almost the 4^th of July.  I am kind of surprised that the neighborhood doesn’t sound like Kiev already.  Last year was quiet because of the Fathers Day storm and all of the dried brush at the curb for city clean up crews.  I figure any day now they will make up for it.  Poor Bai hates it and to be honest so do I.  I have always been afraid of fireworks.  I have memories family fireworks shows and hiding underneath the chairs.  I couldn’t have been 4 because my uncle was a firefighter at the time so he claimed to be a professional and set the fireworks off.  I just knew they were going to fall over and burn us all.  I can’t say I feel much different now.  They just freak me out a little.  Needless to say we don’t go and watch the fireworks.  Bailey and I will be sufficiently drugged.

 

What’s left of the royal family is in town.  Dennis hasn’t talked to his brother in almost a year and has no plans on going around while they are there.  I am still not 100% sure what the tipping point was that made him decide to pretty much cut contact.  He hasn’t really talked to any of his siblings.  He has talked to his sister that lives locally a couple of times but only a couple of times.  He is all up in his feels though and is rehashing a lot of things with me to the point that I just want to scream.  I have never been a big fan of his brother but at this point I kind of wish they would just fight it out and get it over with.  He claims that he will never have a relationship with his siblings again.  I told him once that if I would never be friends with my sisters if we didn’t have to talk to each other and he has taken that to heart and says that he is tired of putting in the effort to make himself fit in with them.  I get it but it stress me the fuck out. 

 

So, not sure what the weekend has in store other than hiding from the noise.  My sister is going to take my sister to dinner on Thursday so I don’t have to worry about her being alone for the holiday.  I might just curl up under the A/C with a book.