My Sunday

I went to bed late, so I got up late.  Fed the children, wiped out my eyes and headed out of the house.  I went to Denny’s for breakfast. They remodeled and I wanted to see what they did to the place.  Looks pretty good.  However, service sucked!  The breakfast menu didn’t give me enough to choose from.  I wound up with the Sausage Skillet, which given the state of my stomach was a slight mistake.  It had Chorizo, which is a spicy Mexican sausage.  It was good just took forever to get it.  Then I ended my meal with Blueberry Pancake Puppies, those too took forever to get to me.  It was like 10am when I went in and it was 11:15 when I got out of there. 

Headed on down to the grocery store.  I felt my stomach grumbling but just kept on driving.  Got through the store.  Deciding on what is for dinner each night is such a chore, especially when your cooking for 1.  It is just as easy to go out or run through a drive up.  However, you don’t get healthy food that way.  Then again I’m not eating healthy buy purchasing frozen food.  I switched off to a different brand of TV Dinners.  They contain a very small sized serving so I think it might take two of them to fill me up.  Plus I still have soup, way too many pot pies and some frozen Mexican food. 

I had myself all psyched up, I was going to make Spaghetti for supper.  As usual I chickened out.  I opted for frozen pizza instead. 

My stomach has done a pretty good job of keeping it together.  I took some prescription diarrhea pills so that has to also aid in the process.  I am throwing the peanut butter out tomorrow night.  Probably safer that way. 

I laid down with Big Boy but he is a manly cat so he took so much of my attention and then he left me.  I wasn’t too happy about it, but it forced me to get in gear. 

The house is pretty well done, I just need to set out cat food and my breakfast for tomorrow.  Then we are all set.  Oh yeah and sleeping pills.  Can’t forget those. 

I am excited to see Shameless tonight.  Sadly Looking is done for now.  Speaking of done the weekend is almost done as well.  I love the time I am able to sit with the kids not a care in the world, just watching them snuggle, play and sleep.  They are a handful and inevitably there is always someone at my feet.  I hate that because it’s like you can’t move.  We do this little dance when it’s time for food.  I say kitchen and they just stand in front of me.  I go to move and they stand still or inch forward.  Eventually we make it and then it’s a struggle to grab food, plate it and serve it.  Once I’ve done that they are as good as out of my way, if only for a few minutes. 

Since Spring is in the air, we have a nest of birds in the front evergreen by the window.  The cats all watch the babies.  Last night the window was open and Big Boy heard them, his ears perked up and he looked at me to say I wish I could see them.  I would have picked him up but there wasn’t anything to see.  All of the children want to tear through the screen to get a bird.  Hopefully that will never happen.

So as the night draws to a close, I can’t help but think about work and what may or may not happen.  The uncertainty is what is killing me.  However, all I can do is wait.  It’s not like I can rush the decision.  Just let it play out and soon too this shall pass.  I just keep praying that it all works out to my benefit.  I have to keep on keeping on until I am told to do otherwise. 

Rest assured I am not asking about the large purchase of hardware and software that needs to be made.  I will just let that lay low.  It’s probably better that way.  I am also not busting my ass, I will work but only doing the bare minimum that is required. It’s clear that I am not appreciated.  Why things are like this is beyond my understanding.  I am doing the right thing and like every other time there I have done the right thing, it comes to bite me in the ass.  It makes no sense. 

Sort of like our weather.  Yesterday was spring, today it’s back to winter.  Snow is in the forecast but I don’t think we will see anything, just low temps.  Thursday is the start of Spring, which hopefully will be a good thing.  I don’t want to go straight into summer, I would like a spring.

I am headed up to see what I can find on the tele and hoping that the evening passes slowly and is enjoyable.  I do see a couple of pineapple bars in my future, my mouth will love that.  So will my stomach. 

Be good to each other and I will keep you posted on how things are going.  Here’s to giving thanks for what you have today because it might be gone tomorrow.