Bleh Sunday

I pretty well wasted today.  I woke up at 8:30 fed the children.  Watched TV.  Decided that I wanted to lay down at 10:30.  Laid down and didn’t get up until 12:30.  Had breakfast at home, sorry Waffle House I will make it eventually.

Got shaved, showered and headed to the dreadful grocery store.  I didn’t need that much and it felt like I was forgetting something.  However, I checked out.  Spent close to $50.  Frozen food, Mac & Cheese, Yogurt, Milk and Breakfast Sandwiches.  Yeah really adds up fast.

My foot is killing me.  It looks like a callus is trying to form over the ball of my foot.  So I went in search of relief via the internet.  I found a pad that covers the ball of the foot and is secured by a loop that you put on one of your toes.  So I went Amazoning and bought that and a bunch of other crap that I really don’t need.  Dropped $70.  I also found gel pads that are resusable and you stick them on the ball of your foot, so I got them as well.

Went to Red Lobster had my favorite waitress take care of me.  Not sure who was on duty at the bar but they knew what they were doing when they made my Pina Colada.  Damn that was tasty and I could go for another one right about now.  Shame that won’t happen.

Have to get medicine in the children and trim a few claws.  Pack and prepare my lunch for tomorrow.  I am going to soak my foot and try to ice it as well to see if that will help.  Wednesday is when the package arrives so that means I will have to go most of the week on my own.  This foot pain is enough to drive you crazy and it’s been going on for months now. 

I’ve switched vitamins starting this week.  Something I picked up from the local health food store.  24 pills $30.  Yeah they come in a glass bottle and there was more cotton in the bottle than anything.  I wasn’t too happy about that but we shall see how I feel.  I don’t want to poison myself but I do need a slight kick of energy, these should accomplish that.

I am so dreading tomorrow it will be back to the land of chaos.  No boss man but it’s slowly winding down to his return.  I heard a rumor that he was supposed to be gone for 2 weeks, I really don’t think that is the case.  However, if it is well that would be a very good thing.  I work so much better when he is gone.  Payday is Wednesday and there are all sorts of bills that are waiting for me to pay them.  The biggest of which is my credit card bill.  I love paying it off each month but I say to myself I won’t go hog wild and then I do.  Shelling out about $2k a month to take care of eating out, impulse purchases, gasoline, amazon and whatever else I get myself into.  Retail therapy is how I try to sooth the pain and it works for about 5 minutes and then well the pain is back.

So before the rest of my evening passes me by I should really get myself upstairs and get busy.  I’m waiting for the kids laundry to be done.  I put a cover on one couch and a towel on the other.  Both of which were donated by the vet when Big Boy was in the hospital.  We never bothered to take them back.  For $10k they should let us have something.  Kind of feels like stealing but on the other hand it’s like they owed us.  The kids are used to them, so I keep them around.

Speaking of Big Boy I did put him in my bed the other day.  Boy was that a mistake.  Last night he was crying and I couldn’t figure out what he wanted.  I kept calling him but he wouldn’t come.  He just sat there staring at me.  I got down on the floor and rubbed his belly.  That calmed him down for about 10 minutes.  Then he started up again.  I finally got  a clue when he got up and sat at the end of my chair.  I knew he wanted to go in bed. So I lifted him up and put him in bed again with his brother.  He really likes it up there.  He used to jump in my bed all the time.  Now there is no way he will jump on any type of furniture.  He is limited in walking short distances, he gets winded easily and has to rest.  So what the others do normally takes him twice or three times as long.  As he gets worse so will his ability to move around.  However, I pray that God keeps him with me for another few years.  I’m just not ready to mourn any more deaths right now. 

Okay, I’m going, really.  Talk with you peeps later.