Relax

Yesterday I was talking to a woman I work with. She's not local but at the corporate office in Dallas so I don't speak with her all that often. She was asking about how things were going now that the dust has settled a bit on my job and work situation. I fessed up to being bored.

I could feel the eyeroll through the phone.

I've know her for quite a long time. She's known how crazy my work schedule has been for quite a long time. She wondered why I would even care about being bored.

Well, as I told her, the company really doesn't need both my boss and I. There is way too much overlap and I'm just not busy enough and he gets to do all the fun stuff.

She knew that, heck, everyone knows that (even boss). The thing is, he can't do what I do so you'd think that would provide me a bit of security. But it doesn't seem to. However with all that is going on in the company over all she did tell me to relax and enjoy the summer and if I caught a bit of a break, go with it.

So I'm trying to do that. Relaxing isn't something I do well at all even though I talk about it being all I want to do. So we'll see.

Orange Toes

I just got my first ever manicure and pedicure. Yes indeed, almost 43 years old and I've never had a manicure or pedicure.

Friend had gift certificate for this place at fancy dancy mall and she offered to share it with me. Insisted really and I wasn't all that into it but she was being so nice to share and arrange and plan afternoon (have I mentioned I do have the nicest friends who really do the nicest things for me).

So we went and it was fun! Well I'm still not all that fond of someone touching my feet but overall it was great. And my feet, they never have looked so good. I keep staring at them.

Teenagers

I get it. I really do get it. Teenagers need to be awful so we let them go.

But yeesh, is the living through difficult.

After a particularly pleasant last 4 or 5 months, the teenager has decided to make up for it in spades.

And to think this is the boy....I've not even done teenager girl yet. God help me. Do you think I could cop a nervous breakdown to get out of jail?

Time

The princess informed me today she was officially done with fifth grade learning. She's considering herself a middle schooler and was reciting the things she'll never do again. She seemed excited. Me? Not so much.

With all my troubles the past two years, I feel like I just missed her 4th and 5th grade years. I hardly helped out at school, hardly made events, hardly was even aware. I get why and I try not to beat myself up too much but it is time that won't come back. And sometimes I feel really bad about that.