Did ya miss me?

In the middle of a post a short time back I asked if anyone still reads this and if so to leave me a comment.  I didn’t get any comments so I thought about it and decided to close up shop.  However, I could be getting traffic and just have readers who either don’t like to comment or are too shy.  Hey I don’t bite unless you either provoke me or you want me to bite.  Seriously, I’m pretty chill, try me leave a comment. I missed you and have decided to come back.

I made my first payment on my new ride.  Man overtime is what is paying the bills around here, if it wasn’t for that I would be t-totally fucked and not in a good way.  I skip lunch, come in early and some nights stay late.  I am just drowning in a never ending pile of stress that is work.  There is good in that it will generate income, but the bad is the stress effects it has on my body.  I’ve been going in hyper-drive for so long that today I had to take a break.  I woke up exhausted and today was the day I called in.  I went back to bed and just lounged around the house.  I made 1 trip out to grab the mail and came right back home.  I have watched a couple movies and a Netflix comedy special.  Of course I had my phone with me and have been watching email off and on throughout the day.  There was nothing that was pressing, I got one semi-urgent issue towards the end of the day and decided it could wait until morning.  I have every plan to go back tomorrow, I know when I wake up I will feel like I need another day but it’s better for everyone if I just ease back into my routine, life is much better that way.

The new ride is still very nice.  I have had a lot of fun with it but I keep a close eye on MPG and gas use in general.  This thing is hungry for fuel.  I fill up at the start of the week and then towards the end of the week it’s time to do it all over again.  I used to be able to go a full 5 days with back and forth to work on one tank of gas, not now.  I got a larger fuel tank in the new ride but since it uses more fuel there really is no gain here.  It’s got a lot of get up and go – you press the gas and it will take off.  Put it in sport mode and you are driving a rocket.  It’s at 90mph pretty fast and it feels like I am going 50mph.  There is a turbo in it and that my friends is where all of the power is at.  I am very proud of it and all of my accomplishments.  This really feels like the reward that I am entitled to have, it’s like we were meant for each other. 

Now into the dating world.  There has been no change.  I have a message into a guy who is younger than me and of course I decided to send it when he decided to boycott grindr.  Us gays have a love hate relationship with that app.  It seems everyone takes a break or deletes it and starts over.  My luck clearly is not the greatest but I still keep on trying.  I have talked with other guys even a guy who said he was recently widowed.  I figured we would hit it off but nope he wanted nothing to do with me.  I don’t know what it is but I seem to have a repellant that chases all of the guys away.  It is depressing. 

I ran into the snake oil sales woman with her voodoo magic and I bought up a line of cosmetics over the weekend at Sam’s.  It’s not make up but cleansers, scrubs, moisturizers, etc.  It’s a whole routine and all because I gave her my wrist and 10 minutes of my time.  She showed me all of the dead skin cells that were trapped in my wrist – which of course are trapped in the rest of my body.  Why I fell for this is beyond me but it was like a worm in my brain.  I said no, exited the store but it’s all I could think about and I went back.  Dropped over $100 for this and walked out with the de-lux package.  It was a nice pick me up but hey I really would like my money back.  I have used the products so that isn’t going to happen.  They are all popular and expensive by a brand that I never heard of but when I put the name in my browser it knew what I was talking about. 

The kids are all doing okay.  Ruth gave in and let me trim her claws this past weekend.  I used the toenail trimmer on her because they were so long and the regular clipper had the blade in upside down so it just didn’t work.  I had her and wanted to get this over with so I brought back up.  She emptied out her bladder and of course attacked me while voicing her displeasure but a couple hours later we were the best of friends again, because she wanted food.  Funny how that plays into things.  Marv still has his stomach issues and he just rejects the liquid medicine that will help a little with this.  I decided to stop because it’s not worth fighting with him, the cure is worse than the symptoms and fighting with him has caused him to loose a little trust in dear old dad.  I don’t want to hurt him or any of them but if you need medicine, then I want to be responsible and give it to him.  I increased his steroid as the vet recommended and that has helped a little bit.  At least I have him trained to use the pee pads and he goes through them faster than his brother.  I think some days it’s a competition. 

My ultimate worry is that I am in way over my head and yeah I probably am a little bit, but as long as I have my job with overtime then I think I will be okay.  That’s from a financial standpoint.  Mentally and Physically, well that is anyone’s guess. 

This is the birth month of my late spouse and it’s already messing with me.  It’s been 4 long years and I miss him so much, instead of time healing the wound it’s like it makes it worse.  It doesn’t help that I am still in the same house with most of his possessions around me.  I think I would be doing a little better if I got rid of all of that stuff and moved.  That isn’t going to happen anytime soon. 

Well upstairs to be with the children and wind down the day, so that I can get back to business tomorrow.  Hope all is well in your world.  Tell me all about it, honestly I’d love to hear about it.  Human interaction is something that I crave, probably more than I should.  Be well.