Okay folks, the migration is complete.
You can find me here.
Okay folks, the migration is complete.
You can find me here.
Before I get to that part though, I wanted to leave off at my last post when Temper and I went to have some fun of our own after watching some adult videos. One would think that after working my job, watching adult porn, and then getting my freak on with Temper would give me hours and hours of great sleep.
Two hours of sleep. Two hours folks.
For once I just couldn’t sleep. In a pissed off fashion I got up (this was at 5 a.m.), popped open an energy drink and started browsing the net. Hours had gone by and I eventually went grocery shopping and came home and baked mystery pecan pie and chocolate chip cookie bars.
Temper and I later had a get-together with one of his kindergarten friends and her hubby that we’ve already postponed so we needed to go and get this over. Plus, we were borrowing the kids from Temper’s ex-wife so our kids could meet and play with their kids. I must admit that I wasn’t looking forward to going over to visit these people. My few other encounters with Temper’s childhood friend weren’t that great. I felt like I couldn’t be myself around her.
However, this time wasn’t as bad (once I got a few drinks down my gizzard)….she seemed more personable and I actually had fun. We stayed a lot longer than I thought and of course when it was time to drop our kids back over to their mom’s house she told us to keep them overnight and to drop them off in the morning. Oh yeah that right, we did you a favor by taking the kids off your back for a while and you’re going to take advantage of it and/or your boyfriend won’t allow you to take the kids back tonight. Why am I even surprised?
Okay, so to the topic of today’s Sunday Slop. I am heavily thinking about dropping this blog and just migrating my shit over to my other blog which is hardly used. For those of you who follow me on twitter you know my username there. It’s different and isn’t known as “rage.”
In fact, I am probably going to do it very soon.
I will probably just use one of those auto-migrate thingys which will automatically take you to my other blog.
Soon it’ll be goodbye rage, hello kittykillkill.
Don’t worry, my other blog sucks just as much as this one.
I hope you’re all having a good weekend though. ((hugs))
Last night my shift ended a little early (as I had OT and God forbid I don’t get paid OT) so I came home to my Temper. He just got home from his work outing. He was a little buzzed from a few drinks.
After talking shop, and gossip of course we started flipping through the channels and noticed there was the typical soft-porn movies on Cinemax. You know, the movies with the stupid names. We watched a few and snickered, making our normal commentary. Things like, “Her wig is so bad and it’s deviating any attention away from anything else that is going on” and so on…
Most of my comments about the men were “they were gay.” My theory behind this is the movie producers never show the men fucking the women. It’s not to say that gay men can’t or don’t fuck women (God only knows some of my gay friends have done it)…but I am just saying.
After we were tired of the soft porn movies, we actually put in real porn from the “Treasure Chest.” This is where we keep our fun collection o’ stuff. Again, we make our snarky commentary about funny stuff in the video. Of course, Temper and I will discuss what we like and don’t like in the video-er, what gets us going and not in such a flick…
I think Temper thinks it’s hot when I tell him about when I used to watch porn a lot by myself years and years ago…
So at 2 in the morning we both decide to head in the bedroom and have a little fun of our own…..(smiles).
~and in our minds it was hotter than any movie we watched during the night.
I must say, today was a little more productive. I made it a point to get up at 11 (okay, I did have my alarm set for 10 but turned it off) and set out to get some things done today. I fought the snow and drove out to the nail salon to get my eyebrows waxed and a new nail set put on, as I ripped off my old set last night. Gross, I know. I get nervous and do things like that.
When I got home, I called the number for a new psychotherapist that was highly recommended to me. Unfortunately, she doesn’t work with the organization anymore. I guess someone should take her off the insurance company’s website as well. So the hunt begins again. I really need to talk to someone. This happens to me every so often-and then I am fine for a while.
Temper has a work outing tonight so I hope he has fun. He needs to get out there and have fun instead of sitting at home while I am at work all the time.
I need to get the lead out of my ass and make my blog rounds. For those of you who aren’t aware, I am trying to do a post a day. We’ll see how long it lasts. Hope you all have a great Friday.
Since I have started working second a few weeks ago, my life has changed dramatically. I used to get up early and get a lot accomplished (at least on weekends). Not so much anymore. Not even on weekdays. Now, I find myself sleeping until 11 to 12 and then doing whatever I’ve gotta do until it’s time to report for my shift at 3 p.m. *For the record I work 3-12.
Today for instance…
I got home from work at about 12:30 this morning. Went to bed at about 12:50 a.m. after checking my e-mail and discovered that there wasn’t anything on the Internet worth staying up for.
Then got up at 6:45 a.m., after figuring out that FIL wasn’t coming to wake the kids up to get them ready for school. I thought that Temper, myself and FIL had agreed that FIL would be coming over on Thursdays and Fridays to get the kids ready for school AND because since FIL has stated he doesn’t have anything to do this would give him something to do. Apparently, this idea was nixed and nobody told me about it. I am glad that I didn’t assume FIL was coming over otherwise the kids would not have made it to school today.
After the kids got on the bus, I went back to bed. I slept until about noon and reluctantly got up and looked outside. Snowstorm. I started making chili for the slow cooker. Man, my stomach hurts. I made my daily Questran drink-if I don’t I will start getting even worse abdominal pains (related to all the surgeries I had last year). This is something I have to take for the rest of my life. Okay, so boo-hoo-enough about that. I tossed everything in the slow cooler and finished that about an hour ago.
I have an hour and a half before my shift starts. Luckily today because of the snowstorm I can work from home. This pleases Temper to no end. I must admit that I am happy about it too. The kids will be home from school in a few hours as well.
What else do I normally do before it’s time to go to work? Clean, do laundry…etc. The stuff that normal women have to do around the house I guess although preparation for the slow cooker stuff takes up a lot of time IMO.
I have found that since I have moved to a second shift job I have been rather grumpy and in a shitty mood a lot more than not. Why you ask? I don’t know. Maybe second shift just isn’t my deal. Maybe FIL isn’t the only one who’s depressed….
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As I have previously discussed, FIL has acted strange recently. He came over yesterday before Temper got home from work (Temper had a meeting called at the last-minute). FIL and I had a chance to talk about what has gone on with his feelings and such. My observations (and Tempers too) are that FIL is grumpy and just hit a milestone birthday. He is probably just depressed and needs to get out of this environment for a while.
He does have some vacations to Mexico coming up this month and one early next month with “droopy face.” For the purposes of this conversation will be known as his GF. However, FIL and I did discuss some other things that may help him, like volunteer opportunities. He stated that he had thought of that but then decided against it for reasons to were unknown. His excuse was the weather. It just sounded to me like he wasn’t trying to hear that.
Temper eventually came home and told FIL that his dad was depressed and Temper was feeling the same way about 10 years ago. Temper said that he had to start taking an anti-depressant and said that maybe his dad should take something on a short-term basis.
Soon thereafter, we received a phone call from droopy face who expressed her concern for the moods that FIL has been in. She stated that FIL neglected to tell us that he made an appointment to see someone about the way he’s been feeling.
At least he’s taking initiative. To be continued….