TGIF

 

Nothing like waking up at 3:30 am to the sound of the carbon monoxide alarm going off.  Once I figured out what it was, I just took the battery out.  I would rather die in my sleep than to have to get up, dressed, round up the kids, etc.  Pretty sure it was just a low battery as it is close to the time change and the animals were fine.  I wasn’t able to go back to sleep and Olive was being a cuddle bug, so I sat with her in my lap and watched the tapped episode of Jimmy Kimmel to see what his return was like.  I ended up getting ready and was at work by 6:30. If I was able to wake up early on a consistent basis I would totally come in at that time as it is so quiet.  The conference room behind me usually starts getting used at 9 and I am just distracted at the noise for the rest of the day.  

 

I have a few pictures of the ceremony from last week.  We got an email the day after the ceremony from the photographer saying the data card crashed.  Luckily, I had a friend there that took some pictures for Ripley’s Believe it or Not.  They had a mass retirement ceremony for the DRPers and both Rupe and the Kim bitch were there to see it.  That made my heart a little happy, not going to lie. 

 

I have had a little of Jay’s luck dealing with an overpriced toy.  I bought a handbag when I was in Ashville.  It was insanely expensive but a ‘you only live once’ and ‘it will last for years’ type of purchase.  I didn’t start using it until I got back, so around the 1^st of August.  I picked it up Tuesday and THE STRAP BROKE.  To say I was stunned is an understatement.  I called the customer service number when I got to my car to be told to call the store.  I looked up the store and found Bal Harbour, which is the name of the place I bought it to find out they were in Miami and they didn’t support the pop-up shops.  I did a deep dive on the pop-up shop and it closed in August so even if I wanted to return it to the store 700 miles away I couldn’t.  Called the customer service line back and the agent that answered that time told me that they don’t do pop-ups and it was probably a fake.  The hell you say, it is on your social media you have a pop-up right now.  She really didn’t like me pointing that out and told me I would have to send an email.  Well I sent the email and they replied the next day telling me that they ‘regret to inform me they can’t assist me’ and that I need to take it to a retailer that carries Balmain.  The closest one is in Dallas, 4 hours away.  I finally decided I had enough and just contacted my credit card company and filed a dispute.  I am not going to chase them down and if I wait too long that won’t be an option. I am so glad I used my credit card, I tried to use my debit card, and the fraud alert declined the transaction, so I used my credit card instead.  Maybe them getting the dispute will their attention.  At this point I would pay to ship it back to them in Paris, just give me my money back and stop giving shitty customer service.  Long story short, no more luxury brand handbags for me.  I have had better service and quality from Wal-Mart bags.  

 

Work is busy, and it feels like the days fly by.  I don’t hate that, but I am so burned out on coming to the office.  I could seriously get as much done in half the time without the interruptions.  We are also not going to hire another planner behind the one that left so my workload will not decrease much.  We will get some temps in the fall and winter, but it will just be until the start of the rec season, and they won’t have permanent programs, just working overflow stuff.  I’m not complaining, help is help for however long we have it.  I also don’t hate being busy as it makes the day go by so much faster.  I am in the midst of trying to get some training planned for June.  We don’t know if we will have it or not because, for the most part, it’s summer rangers who need it.  If we aren’t able to hire them, like this year, we won’t need it.  Regardless, I have to start planning it just in case.  I am just tired and at the end of the day I don’t want to do anything.

 

I tried to weigh last night because I haven’t in several months and my scale was broken.  I kind of suspect Dennis of breaking it.  Not sure if it was intentional or not.  I have had several days when I look up and it is 1 or 2 and I am not even hungry.  I force myself to eat a little and go sit away from my desk for 30 minutes.  I eat late so I am not hungry for dinner.  I don’t want to get back in a disordered eating habit again.  Not that I have every completely gotten out of it. I vaguely remember a quote from the biggest loser, something like if you have ever been fat, you will fight it for the rest of your life. 

 

Speaking of biggest loser (not that one), the documentary was so good.  I was so into that show but as I got older and into my own weight loss I realized how toxic it was.  I wasn’t impressed by the way they blew off the GLP medications because it is better and safer than being morbidly obese.  One of the winners is on there and he is from a town close to me. He has gained all his weight back plus some, he was one of the people that talked bad about the mediation. A few days after watching the show I met my mom and sister at a burger place for lunch, the dude was there.  I told my sister ‘Hey, that is one of the winners of biggest loser’ she thought I was being a bitch since they were eating big ole burgers and fries, but I told her no, really.  I pulled up his picture and showed her.  About that time, I am 99% sure he realized what we were doing.  I would have never noticed if he hadn’t been on the show talking smack about people trying to do something to make themselves better.  Fuck that guy.

 

I am so not looking forward to this weekend.  One of my cousins is pregnant and having a baby shower.  I don’t want to go.  I am not close to them and I have her mom blocked after she called me to talk about my sister after I took her to the er a few months ago.  She had talked to my mom and knew what was going on so I guess she just wanted to gossip.  Her and my uncle are also what I refer to as welfare maga. They are low income and took advantage of all the programs they could.  Some of their grandkids are special needs and have IEPs and have to have special transportation to and from school.  They also went to the schools during the summer and the pandemic to get free lunches for the kids.  You can’t have it both ways.  They try to argue with my mom and I told her to bust out facts but I doubt she does.  I don’t trust myself, come at me like that and I will tell exactly what and how I think of that….

Anyway, the baby shower is about 45 minutes from my mom’s house and I don’t want her to drive that far.  She insists on going.  I told her that my cousin that was living with her could take her but she sent me a text saying she can’t risk getting sick blah blah blah.  Then my mom tells me Heather wants to take her to the fair.  Like nah bitch you get to take her to the baby shower.  I am sure I will end up having to take her.  I bought the presents and had them sent to my mom’s house thinking it might get me out of it but it isn’t looking good.

 

Alright I am spent.  I need to take a walk or a nap.