Ranting II

It’s 11:30am yet I want to go right back to bed and never get up again. I am pretty darn hung over, my feet feel very dry and I have a beautiful scar on my elbow from last night. Among many things of late I have;

  1. Been working a lot. A little over 40 hours every week. I’ve been working so much that the other day I was an hour late for work, not because I slept in but because my boss once again changed the schedule without telling me and so I found myself running only to get there and discover that it was dead. Ironically this was the first hot and sunny day in forever, and I don’t have any sunglasses since they were stepped on. Running to work. Yay. To top it all off this little girl turned to the man walking at her side and asked, loudly enough for me to hear as I was frantically trying to reach the stop-light in time to cross; “Why is she running daddy?” I didn’t hear his reply. Oh wait, this happened yesterday, which leads me to…
  2. Losing track of time. I constantly keep forgetting what the date is, what the weekday is, how long ago I did something/anything, things that happened the other day seem months away and things that happened years ago start drifting back up to the surface. This is something I’ve been doing more of late than I used to, possibly because I’ve been sleeping a lot less than I’ve been working. But I didn’t lose track of time when I…
  3. Stood in a Sobeys lineup for about 40 minutes at 11 last night. (For English friend, Sobeys is like Tesco. And then there’s another place here called Dominion which is like Sainsburys. Yes, I have lived in the U.K). Because I’m going to one or possibly two BBQ’s today and so I of course wanted to get some food, which I wouldn’t be able to today because it’s Canada-day so everything will be closed, which is also why the lineups were so huge. The worst part was when I was the next person in line to get served at the check-out (finally! oh joy!) and the cashier put up the “Another check-out is ready to serve you sign” upon which I with a broken spirit turned around and slowly made my way to the back of another, much longer lineup, only to find that the original lineup was indeed going to serve everyone in line and the cashier just failed to inform me of that. Of course no-one thought to go “hey, you girl who was in front of line. you nice. you go back to your place and get home sooner. we nice”. At which point I…
  4. Cried. A little, and in secret, but still, I was pathetically crying in a Sobeys lineup at about 11:15 last night. I have been crying quite a lot of late, I don’t know why I’ve been so emotional about everything, but I would like to blame it on my lack of sleep and my life gradually turning upside down. Sometimes a good cry just clears your system and your head. Which is why I did a bit of self-inflicted crying by watching “P.S I love you” about 2 weeks ago. I didn’t cry as much as I did the first time around but still, it was decent. Also I’m pretty sure I didn’t cry when I fell down and hit my elbow last night. I don’t really remember but I’m pretty pain-resistant so I probably just said something foul and got on with it. With the crying comes other things like…
  5. Figuring things out. In fact, to the point where I made a list. Once again with the wonderful support and consideration – not to mention pen to paper action – of my friend Sarah, magic happened. Here‘s a link to a post where she took a picture of me holding this list. I am hoping to complete as much of it as possible before I leave. Oh and speaking of this, another thing I’ve done a lot of late is…
  6. Hanging with wonderful people. The above mentioned lovely lady, and my friend french Phil, and my room-mate and sausage-friend Molly – both of whom I went to see X-men with, only I went to see it for the second time, but it was just as awesome as the first. And I think you would all like it if you went to see it. Just saying – and just a bunch of awesome people. Friends make life better, always. Well maybe not always always but most of the time 🙂 I’m sure right now friends would even make this splitting headache better! But instead I’m just going to go back to bed. And sleep for like, forever. And then get up and make potato-salad. In that order. Ok, I’ll see you with potato-salad after forever.
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4 thoughts on “Ranting II

  1. SHIT. I DIDN’T GO TO THE GROCERY STORE. Every Canada Day! I do this every Canada day!

    OH NOOOOOOO. NO LIQUOR. HOW WILL I DRINK?!?!?! D:

    That just ruined my day, I can’t believe I forgot.

    You will feel good again, I promise. ♥

  2. Sarah, I know I shouldn’t have laughed, it was just the way you said shit with caps. Also, I have a little bit of raspberry sourpuss and vodka mixed in the freezer. And I’m sure there’s other kinds of alcohol at lopo’s. I only want a few beers anyways 🙂 Also, I’m bringing that home-made potato-salad. And hotdogs. And wings. So you will have food. Everything will be fine. I’m trying to figure out how to get myself a blogroll. I might not be functioning enough to be able to do that.

    1. I might have to take you up on the sourpuss and vodka, I am so sad! I was looking forward to getting drunk all week. 😦

      I bet Casino Cabs has crazyyy jacked up rates today too.

  3. Once again, I relate. Whever I’m feeling unappreciated and not respected by my partner and my children (which is quite often), I go into “Self-pity mode” and put on a film appropriate to the mood. In the case of the above feeling, I find “American Beauty” works very well. And I am one of those people who knows EXACTLY what Lester Burnham is talking about right at the end of that film.
    Blogroll should be in your widgets under “links”. I just drag them across and rename the links. In fact I might go and make my Subscription tab a bit more interesting.
    Chin-up, little buddy. This too, shall pass.

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