Eight Lives Left

My parents are completely stocked up for Hurricane Gustav. After Katrina and Rita they bought a generator, so that means if (when) the power goes out they’ll be able to keep the fridge running, and the tv and maybe a fan.

They have two friends and at least one or two relatives coming up from New Orleans to stay with them. Mom’s not sure where she’ll put everyone but they’ll figure it out. Apparently mandatory evacuation has already started for New Orleans.

This completely sucks. They’re predicting Gustav will be a Category 4 when it hits just west of New Orleans. I think there’s another storm behind it called Hannah.

Bah.

So it’s just barely Tuesday now - 17 minutes into the day. I’m working tonight, though, so here I am. I work tomorrow night and Wednesday night as well. Next week is two nights, and then the week after that is only one night, and then I should be done for a while.

Today (Monday) was a grumpy day. I got annoyed but kept it to myself, as it should be. Maybe frustrated and a little hurt is a better description. Regardless, I know if I just wait it out it’ll ease up. Also… it’s not like anything has changed, so getting upset now is hardly productive. It’s all good.

I also ate entirely too much. It was a complete binge day, which is what happen when I get emotional. I swear it must be hormones.

Today is working (right now, at midnight) and then napping and then working again (during the day on Tuesday). Tuesday night is supposed to be gaming night for me, but I think I’m just going to collapse and sleep in the evening, especially since I have to work in the middle of the night again.

Anyway, time to stop whining and get to work. Server-wrangling is such a demanding job.

We did manage to get up at a decent hour, and not only have I mailed the stuff I needed to mail and gone to the grocery store, I also got the beef stew put together in the crockpot and managed to spend 40 minutes or so with L/L online before they had to go.

I’m picking up T in about 40 minutes so we can go to the movie. It won’t be Mirrors, sadly, but Journey to the Center of the Earth sounds ok, too. It has the potential to be delightfully cheesy, but we’ll see. I haven’t actually read any reviews of it so I don’t know.

That stupidass cyst in my left armpit is acting up again. So gross. And hurty. If it keeps up like this I’ll have to go back to the doctor to get it lanced. Ew.

We’re settling into a routine with the condo. The living room always looks perfect, the kitchen is always neat, the bedroom is mildly rumpled, and the spare room/office is full of paper and stuff that gets everywhere. We’re content with it like that. It’s not so cramped as the apartment was so the mildly rumpled and paper everywhere bits aren’t as overwhelming as they could be. It’s a nice house. I made my third mortgage payment this weekend.

So, that’s it for now. I hope everyone is doing well!

In which some bitching occurs…

Today has been an out of sorts day. I waited around all day for the Schwan’s delivery guy (who still hasn’t come), and I didn’t get a nap, and I didn’t run any errands, and I didn’t do ANYthing. Except have a bit of a panic attack about stuff that’s not under my control but which I’m scared about, and that I can’t talk about yet. Sigh.

Tomorrow should be better. I hope it is. I need to get up at a decent hour and run to the grocery store to buy the last little bits for making a beef stew. I’m going to get that put together and then hopefully meet up with my friend T for lunch and a movie. I want to see Mirrors because it has Kiefer Sutherland and sounds like a good scary film. I love scary films.

My right wrist has been acting up for weeks now. I haven’t logged into WoW with any regularity in probably three weeks and it’s because I keep waiting for my wrist to ease up, but it’s not. I seem to have lost my wrist brace in the move to the condo, so I guess I’ll have to go buy a new one at the drug store. I always get anxious when my wrists and hands act up because I type for a living and it would suck if I couldn’t do that anymore. Well, it’ll work out one way or another.

I need to hit the Post Office tomorrow as well. I’m trying to catch up with sendsomething but enough people keep registering that I don’t seem to ever get any closer to the bottom of the list. I’m glad it’s doing so well, but continually falling behind is a pain.

Kitties are a great comfort.

I did manage to run a load of dishes and get them put up, so all is not lost on the productivity front.

My schedule at work is a bit nuts. I’m set up to work two nights a week for the next three weeks or so. That might not sound too bad, but remember when I work nights, that doesn’t mean I get the next day off. What happens is I catch a four hour nap and then go back to work, and it sucks. We used to be able to pull that shit with a minimum of trouble but at 39 it’s just not so easy. At least I’m getting major brownie points with my boss and my coworkers for doing the shitty bits.

I wanted a nap today, damnit. Stupid Schwan’s.