BA - you got it. Neat it is. I don't know why work gets crazy after the holidays? Seems to be the case when you need to ease back into things, right? Good luck.
I haven't been a frequent mover. Maybe when I was single and needed to apartment shop or roommate shop. But since I've been married, I lived in our first house for 9 years and this one for 16. And it still svcks! Keep your eye on retirement... that sounds really good!
Today is more of the same, but it's snowing and cold. Oh well. I'm warm, wearing my Uggs, no makeup and heater turned up. It's all good. At least until I start moving more stuff. My current load is bedding, then tonight I start in my kitchen. Haven't decided on the pantry or dishes. Big decision.
Now for something weird. Amusing weird. My D18 is participating (I use that term loosely) in the Special Olympics Project Unify basketball at her high school. It's a blast. Every year, they have a statewide tournament down at the Pepsi Center on the afternoon of a night the Nuggets play. It's been mid to late February until this year. Wouldn't you know it's Sunday this year? The worst possible day for me. But it required me to pony up for tickets to the game at a great discount just to get her and us in, but they're great seats. I bought one for her dad, knowing he's typically up for BB and watching the kids play.
He informed me 2 days ago that he's in work hell and that for the next 2 months, he's going to have to work a lot of weekends and might need me to take more of his. Okay, that's fine. I'm okay with that. So he told me he was working this Sunday and that he couldn't go and that I could find someone else to go. He *could* have ended the conversation there. Right?
Back when we were newly divorced, my D21 told me that his BFF had a massive crush on me. Um, no. Hell no. He finally told me that a little later, and I point blank asked him, "Are you crazy? What are you thinking? We could double date? NO!" We haven't spoken about the BFF in that context since then. It's been at least 8-9 years.
So after he told me I was free to find someone else to go with us, he said, "BFF would LOVE to go with you." I replied, "I think I'll call Melissa. She loves all things D18 and sports."
I had about 20 minutes to get myself grossed out before calling D21 at school and telling her I needed to say some words so they would go away. I told her and she got quiet before saying, "I have NO idea why one earth Dad feels he needs to be R's wing man. That is just so disturbing. I'm sorry, Mom. WTF?"
Indeed. WTF?
I'm going to let this one go until we take our road trip to NY for D21's graduation. We're driving out together so we can carpool back with all her crap after graduation and take turns driving. THEN I'm going to bring this up and tell him to knock it off. I will NEVER, EVER date his BFF. And I do mean NEVER.
Welcome to my bizarre world. If I wanted a man, I'd have one. I'll find one on my own. Even though his BFF has a big a$$ truck and would probably move everything for me if I asked...
Blech.
Back to reality. Happy Thursday to everyone here- Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
