1 more day

Tomorrow is the last day of my vacation. Bummer. When I go back to work it will be to new owners, and new bosses. I'm not 100% certain I'll have a job waiting for me. Part of me hopes that I don't. A little more time off would be great...........and if that time off was forced on me, I wouldn't have to feel guilty about it.

vacation work stuff

Things I accomplished today:
1. sanded and painted the railing around my front porch and front yard steps.
2. bought and hung new front porch light fixture.
3. hung new side screen door
4. transplanted 3 plants
5. put weather stripping on front door, and on front screen door.
6. finished my required continuing education units for my nursing license renewal.....and paid required fees.

When I see it in writing it doesn't seem like much, but it was a lot of work and I feel good to have it out of the way.

this n that

Work called me twice today. The administrator called to ask me to return my cell phone by 8am tomorrow morning.........and then HR called to ask if one of the nurses had called in a week ago Sunday. Both of these little issues could have waited until I returned to work.
Maybe it's just me, but I think it should be against the law to call an employee while they're on vacation. I'll return the cell phone tomorrow before 8am if hell freezes over between now and then. Otherwise they will have to wait until my vacation is over. Am I wrong?

I didn't do much today. I went to my attorneys office and reviewed the judges decision. I felt validated by much of what he had to say.

Boyfriend is cooking supper for me and daughter. He's making spaghetti and meatballs, salad, garlic bread, and keylime pie. Sounds delicious to me.

After supper I plan on clearing out a little patch of grass and weeds under my side porch........and I'll plant some wild flowers in the cleaned out spot. Then I'm going to make a list of all the crap I need to do around the house so that I can quit thinking about it and just get it done while i'm on vacation.

Our Trip

I had a nice time in Tenn.
Our cabin was comfy.
The hot tub felt great.
I ate too much, but enjoyed it.
The mountains and streams are awesome.

We had hopes of seeing a black bear in the wild.
We spent several hours going up the mountain specifically for that reason.
We saw a group of Turkeys crossing a pasture, and we saw numerous deer.
We got to see farm houses dating back to the 1800's, and churches dating back to
the early 1900's. But no bear. We'd resigned ourselves to the fact that we would not be seeing
one, and feeling a little disappointed headed back down the mountain.
About 3/4 of the way down a black bear crossed directly in front of us. I screamed to boyfriend and the girls "BEAR!"
The bear stopped, looked directly at us, (and I'm sure the 4 of us looked like deer in headlights) and then continued on his way.
It was the absolute highlight of my trip.

Attorney called while I was in Tenn. and left a message to report we won the child support hearing. The judge lowered the child support by 15 bucks, and I owe exhusband no money. I haven't had the opportunity to speak directly with my attorney, but will do so tomorrow. I'm anxious to read the court order/decision.

I was happy to get back and see We-Ping. I missed her like she was one of my children, and worried about her while I was gone.
My sons did a good job of taking care of her, and they kept my flowers/plants alive. Yay!

vacation

Today was my last day of work. I'm officially on vacation! It felt so good to clock out of work today. I drove home listening to and singing Lola with the Kinks. I felt free, relaxed, and happy.



We leave for TN. tomorrow morning. Soon I'll be sitting in the hot tub on the deck looking out at the mountains. I'm psyched!

a piece of my childhood

So this is the dining room furniture from my childhood. I still have to clean it up AND make it "granny chic."............ The pictures don't do it justice. But this is it, and personally I love it. We-Ping has claimed the chairs as her new place to sleep. When I was a kid I had a cat named Frisky. She also slept on the chairs. Dad would host a poker game now and then. Him and his friends would play at this table. I'd bring them their beers, and make them sandwiches. In the morning I'd go crawling under this table looking for quarters that dad and his friends had dropped while playing poker. I always found atleast a few!

counting

Ten days until my vacation!

Twenty days until my place of employment is no more.

Fifteen days since the child support hearing and still no word!

monday

13 days and no word on the child support. I guess I'll call my attorney tomorrow and see if he has heard anything. Maybe my neighbor has a letter to me from the judge sitting on his table?

11 days until my vacation. I'm very much looking forward to the time off. I reserved a cabing in the mountains for me, boyfriend, daughter and daughters friend. I plan on doing some hiking, lots of sitting in the hot tub, lots of reading, some shopping in Gatlinburg, and whatever else everyone wants to do..

screen door

I'm procrastinating getting going this morning.
I'm looking out my bedroom window as I type and I see Crooked Tail, the cat from up the street, walking across my backyard. He comes down here to check for cat food on the deck. I don't like him because he picks on We-Ping. I yelled at him to "get out of my yard you crooked tailed, fucker." He just looks at me and continues his nonchalant walk.

I didn't get the furniture yesterday because today was a better pick for the both of us. I'm supposed to be there at 10 am . I know it's too big for my DR but I can't stand the thought of letting it go. So I'll make it work.

The only other thing I have planned for today is to hang a new kitchen screen door. The other one cost like 400 bucks and was guaranteed not to warp/leak. It did both. So I bought this door for 40 bucks at Lowes. It's a plain, simple, wood frame with a screen. I love it.
I'm also going to have a grill out today for supper with boyfriend and the kids, and their friends if they want to invite them over.

cremation and a dining room

I've been thinking about being cremated rather than being buried when I die. I don't like the thought of having my body in the cold ground, slowly turning to a liquid mush, and being infested with bugs. Assuming that's even what happens. And what if in some dark reccess of my brain, after I'm dead, there's an awareness of what's going on? If I get cremated the process will be over quicker. So it's something I'm considering.

Boyfriend was in my kitchen this morning when I woke. He was cooking sausage gravey and biscuits. I just rolled over and went back to sleep. I slept until 11:30. I'm usually an early riser, and I had no idea it was that late. It felt good though to sleep late. I woke again to the sounds of my daughter and the 2 friends she had stay the night. They were in the dining room eating biscuits and laughing.

I'm getting my mom and dads old dining room furniture today. My sister has it in her house. She bought the house from mom and dad when they moved to a new place. They left the dining room furniture behind. It's antique, thick, heavy, and masculine. I love it. It's been a part of my life since forever. The dining room was a special place for us while growing up. It was a room used mostly for special occasions like Christmas and Thanksgiving dinner. And it was where our Easter baskets would be Easter morning. It was a happy room, for happy events. So anyway, sister is re-doing her DR and has offered me the furniture. Yay!

on being friends

Old Loves and so we've been exchanging emails and have talked on the phone now and then, keeping each other updated on what's going on in our lives....................he moved from PA to Arizona then to New Mexico...............a couple weeks ago he told me he was moving back to PA and he wanted to know if he could stop to see me on his way back to PA. I thought about it......and I knew that if he visited he would expect that we would sleep together. Sex almost always enters the equation when it comes to him. I don't feel that way about him anymore, and I didn't feel like dealing with it. I told him not to come.

Now he's pouting. He probably will give me the silent treatment for weeks, or months.

I like being his friend. Being friends should be easy.

Why can't it just be easy?

waiting

I don't have much to say.

We're going to Tenn. in a couple of weeks. I'm looking forward to it.

I'm still waiting to hear the Judges decision concerning the child support. I check the mailbox everyday, and still no word. It's been 8 days. How long can it take?