What goes up, must come down. What is lost must eventually be found. Yes, I finally found the pen! It was right where I put it for safe keeping. In my bottom desk drawer. I started upstairs and rummaged around in his office again today, I also threw away a bunch of paperwork that he kept. Everything from old phone bills to old medical bills. I did think about shredding some of it but he’s dead if someone wants to steal his identity have at it, he’s in bankruptcy and couldn’t get credit if he were alive to try. I found old mortgage statements where the payment was actually greater than what I had been previously paying. It made me appreciate him that much more but still I wondered how he managed to get by.
While I am happy I found the pen, in looking at it I remember exactly why I gave it to him. It’s ugly. It’s a brownish color when I was going for more like a tiger with stripes color. In case your new here or didn’t know I have a HUGE writing instrument aka Pen fetish. I have expensive taste but not necessarily the money to give in. Some of the pens I own are made by Mont Blanc (my all time favorite), Pelican, Tombo, Waterman, Cross, Retro 1951 and Lamy. I also like the ‘cheap’ pens you can pick up at any office supply store. I have more pens than one person should have. While I can’t write with all of them at once I do enjoy switching often which keeps it interesting and fun for me. Life is short and you might as well enjoy it while you can.
This afternoon one of my friends called, just as I was about to turn my phone off. It was nap time. She told me she was chatting me up to one of her gay friends. Yeah, that is all I had to hear and I knew where this conversation was going. She told me that he had a partner, which relieved me but then she said he knows of a guy who also just lost his partner. They talked about a night out together in a couple months from now. Oh boy, not exactly what I wanted. I said so this guy who your trying to fix me up with, how old is he? 60 she said, I said well that is a deal breaker right there. If he were younger then it might be something to consider. I have already buried my true love and I am not looking to sign up to do it again. She said well were meeting up at a gay bar and there will be other guys there. Yeah, if I am with her, plus her friends how in the world will I get time to talk to someone else? I don’t want to do this. Even though it might be good for me. The worst part is she has it planned for a Friday evening and it doesn’t start until late, like the time I would normally be going to bed. After working all day I am supposed to drive across the earth to pick her up, then to a gay bar and when we are finally done I have to cart her happy ass home and then drive across the earth to get to my place. Fuck no, that is too much time on the road, too late at night and I don’t want to do it. So since she wouldn’t take no for an answer I told her that I would think about it.
Then I went to lay back down and sun of a bitch, she called me again. Now she wants to meet up to get a bite to eat. I told her not today. I mean I should have and could have but I chose not to. Needless to say I got maybe 5 minutes to relax, never fell asleep. That is probably a good thing, so I can sleep tonight.
I just looked at the calendar at work a short time ago to find out who else is on-call from other teams. The guy that I met during training is on for the networking team, hopefully all will be quiet. There was an outage today which caused a fair amount of calls to flow in. I looked at Friday night it was dead. I looked at Saturday and it was busy from 10a until 3p then nothing. This morning it started at 7a and the last call I saw was at 4p, which is almost a full day. I hate to tell anyone but I will still do my usual running me and the cats need food, plus I have to get the mail. The thing that I will enjoy is that there is no rushing home to beat a 7p deadline. I can relax and enjoy my evening and even fall asleep when I want. The problem comes if someone calls and it’s after 11p, which I hope doesn’t happen.
I did the usual eat out this morning and went to the store, finished up laundry. Had pizza for supper. I will be having ice cream later and watching Looking & Shameless, all the while loathing that each hour brings me closer to Monday morning. Ugh. I mean I am happy I have a job but I would just as soon have 1 more day off and not be on call. However, it will all be over with soon enough. You have to take the band-aid approach and just rip through it until you reach the end.
This morning I was up super early so I sat and finished watching Sordid Lives the movie. It really pretty much rehashed the TV series. I saw that via Netflix. I did have a movie I was watching on Here but it was boring. I paused it and then turned the TV off. Turns out when you turn the TV back on the movie picks up automatically from where you left off. Now that is kind of cool. With cable I had to press buttons to make that happen.
I had a wonderful idea, I bought Bear a bed a while back but had to take it away because he kept going to the bathroom in it. Well I got tired of doing laundry. So I lined it with a pee pad and brought it back upstairs. His sister was in it for the better part of the day. Then he finally saw his chance and he went for it. He ate his supper while in it. Then his sister curled up next to him and they both fell asleep. Of course by the time I went to get my phone, he was up and the peaceful perfect camera shot was no more.
So I am feeling a little better today. I still have the same needs and desires from yesterday in that I want and need a guy. It’s the waiting I can’t stand, I am ready to speed it up. Here’s hoping it will be a smooth and fast moving week and that there won’t be many or any calls after hours. Now I probably just jinxed myself but my feet were crossed when I typed this and I believe we are no longer in the full moon phase so perhaps there will be no jinx even if Friday is the 13th! Yeah and Saturday is Valentines Day, oh joy!
Have a great week and I will talk with you all again soon.
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