A WHOLE FREE TWENTY-FOUR HOURS!!!!!.....edit! in A New Beginning

I decided a few days ago that THIS weekend I am not going to try to plan any “sister things.” I’m not mad at my sisters. I just need some free time for ME. The past two or three weekends, any segment of a day that Joe and I weren’t doing something together, I used that time to do stuff with my sisters....separately of course, since they don’t want to patch things up between them. I need down-time! Tonight Joe’s working at a football game and I AM STAYING HOME! Tomorrow Joe is taking some more stuff to sell at the flea market. I AM STAYING HOME!! The very thought is downright exciting to me, and also refreshing. I really like that verb, “TO STAY.” I GO too much!

I am soooo looking forward to next weekend! It’s (AT LAST!) a four-day weekend for me, thanks to the 30th and 31st being inservice days or something. I don’t care what they are; all I care about is that we lunch ladies (and one lunch man) don’t have to work. THEN I can plan on sister-things, Joe-things, and still have time to relax and be with my-OWN-self! I just realized, it has been a darn long time since I did anything, other than stop at the grocery store on my way home from work, by myself. I plan on going somewhere BY MYSELF during that four-day break, too!

Here’s the edit. So, here I am, up bright and early Saturday morning. I decided to put on a pot of bean soup. I love having a lot of TIME to do things like cook soup on top of the stove instead of letting the crockpot cook it while I’m running thither and yon. My Sis who lives right around the corner is on FB and so am I. I think, “Well gee, I could invite her to come over tomorrow for bean soup and cornbread and dessert.” (I know she likes those things.) That is easy; we’ll be eating supper anyway, right? So I ask her. And you know what the fuck she says? “I don’t know. That’s a long ways off yet.”

I was like, “WHAT THE FUCK? It’s TOMORROW.”

I am not going to ask that 77-year-old girl to supper any damn more, except for holidays. Because there is just ONE acceptable thing to say when a sister who lives only 1/4 mile from you invites you to supper once in a blue moon, and that is “Sure! I’d love to come!” I make MY plans in advance. Since she wasn’t interested enough in coming to SAY she’ll come, we might go out or something tomorrow. Unless I hear back from her today, which I probably won’t.

That pretty much pissed me off! But anyway....back to my entry....

Ya know, I really look forward to being retired. It’s not a very long time, just two and a half years, if I retire at 62. Joe and I did good to work at state jobs....something people CAN get a retirement from. I feel sorry for people who have to keep working into their mid-to-late sixties or even older because they can’t afford to NOT work.

I just had to sternly tell Guinness to GO LIE DOWN. He really does try to get me to play or at least pay him attention every hour I am here and out of bed. And I realize I’m his only playmate (Joe takes him for walks and pays him some attention too, though), but it can get to be much. When I try to stop, he stands three feet from me with his head hanging, looking like the most abused dog in the world, and that can really get old at times.

I am going to post this now and go to bed. The keyboard is being an asshole. Or maybe there’s just “lag.” But sometimes I’m typing away and it’s not showing up on the screen as soon as I type it. And sometimes then when it does, a letter or two is missing. That gets old too!

Last updated October 21, 2017