Well I don’t know about “haven.” But I am taking refuge from my hormones tonight in a bottle, er glass of wine.
Started the day off with a pot of coffee and quick Missy walk around the neighborhood. Of course her leash is in the truck (that is in the shop again) so I had to use an old one of Jaq’s. It was good that I had it but made me miss that crazy boy.
Came home and watched a little porn, you know, Do It Yourself remodeling videos.
Today was going to be carpet cleaning day for the living room. The vacuum was upstairs from a few days ago so I started up there. Thinking I would clean the bedroom and bathroom and vacuum then take the vacuum downstairs and do the living room.
I just have to tell you that my upstairs is clean. I dusted everything from the bed-rails to books on the shelf. Scrubbed the bathroom including the walls and by the time I was finished vacuuming the stairs there was not enough light left in the day to do the living room.
My friends are having game night tonight. They offered to come and get me. In fact Viv and Azea came by and got my punch bowl to take over there. I’m sure they would have moved the dog kennel over in the back seat and taken me if I had asked. I just don’t have it in me to be social. I know for a fact that if I had gone, I would have had a good time. But today with the hormones and the crying for no reason I just don’t have it in me to suck it up and go play. Instead, I’m gonna sit here and drink a glass of wine. Does that sound like I’m feeling sorry for myself. Yes? Crap.
But hey, I have a clean bedroom and seriously organized jewelery box. Glass of wine and sitting next to the fire blogging. Guess the hormone tears* will just have to back off. ha ha ha yea, right. It’s just best to be alone tonight.
*Hormone Tears…….The crying that comes with happy songs, sad songs, no songs, stubbed toes, dropped keys or dropped glasses, pens, hell dropped lint for that matter. They also show up with frustration with the dog or the job search or the coffee going cold.