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I keep meaning to write but... in AZsunlover

  • June 10, 2020, 12:51 a.m.
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I get distracted, or whatever and then forget until I’m in bed. Once there, I am done, and only get up for essentials.

I am glad that the coronavirus thing is almost run its course for now. WHO has discovered that asymptomatic transmission is extremely unlikely, which just reinforces the way I feel about it. People can wear masks all they want, but I will not. I don’t believe they are necessary, and WHO agrees with me. Ahem. Or maybe I agree with them. They have also discovered that people with the blood type A are 50% more likely to be seriously ill and on respirators than people with other blood types. That leaves me out, since I am type O.

I had read a couple of weeks ago that they were looking into the virus affecting blood cells, making the blood clot, which was giving people purple toes. Also, the issues with the lungs were due more to clots causing issues than the pneumonia. Considering that some blood TYPES are more affected than others, that kind of confirms (at least for me) that it is more of a blood issue, even though it is transmitted by respiratory droplets.

I can’t say I’ve enjoyed this whole thing, but I will say that some aspects of it have been better for me. Traffic was awesome! Freeways were empty and my ride to and from work was a lot faster than normal. Work paid me bonuses, gave me extra sick time (which translates into $$) and made my store a lot busier, so the days went faster. Double overtime was nice, but I got very little of it. I don’t mind that, it just stresses me out to not be able to follow my normal routine.

I have off the next two days; it has been at least 2 months since I’ve had 2 days off in a row. I had been getting kind of stressed, and working 2 or 3 and then getting a day off kind of eased the stress, so that was ok in one respect. And next week I took 6 days off, so that might de stress me. I say might because I am going to do a lot of painting of walls and woodwork and possibly doors. Then I won’t have much left to do in the way of painting.

I do have two large expensive projects left, a new kitchen countertop, and a walk in shower instead of a bathtub. I never take baths, so I know I would enjoy a walk in shower a lot more. Besides that, my tub has holes on the outside face, and the faucet handle keeps coming off, so it all is begging for replacement. However, it is a money issue. If I can get my 401K loan paid off, then I can retire. If I do the bath/shower, it will just delay my retirement. I am talking to my banker tomorrow about refinancing, since rates are really low, and I’m considering asking him to leave the payments the same, and just adding a couple thousand more to the loan so I can swing at least the shower before I retire. Once retired, I won’t be able to save much, at least not enough for the project. We’ll see.

I am also out of weed. My friend Tonya, who lives in SD, usually sends me some, but she has just been totally weird since the corona virus hit. She is convinced I’m going to die because I won’t wear a mask. She wears one everywhere. In her car, even when she’s alone. Walking her dog, when there is no one else around. She freaked out at work after being there for 45 minutes because customers were there buying PLANTS and PAINT which she felt was non-essential. If there is a food shortage, it will be the people with vegetable plants who will survive. So she took 4 weeks off of work so she wouldn’t be in the huge virus cloud. What did she do while she was off? Went to a paint store and bought paint for her porch. I asked her, is that essential? Her answer was no, but “there’s only one person who works at the store, so it was OK”. Sorry, you can’t have it both ways.

Since I kind of argued with her about the essential things, and gave her crap about wearing a mask when she wasn’t with other people, she hasn’t responded to many of my texts. I don’t know why, if it was because I disagreed with her, or because I refused to buy into the drama of her situation. Her stepfather is growing, and she said she’d send me some, but gave me no indication of when it might be finished growing. If she is thinking straight, she knows I’m out, but Tonya and thinking straight are two different things.

I always thought it would be great to not have to work. And I am looking forward to retirement. But Tonya just turned 50 last year. Mommy had been married to an attorney, who bought Tonya’s house for her, so all she needs to work for is house upkeep, taxes and insurance, and food. So she works between 20 and 26 hours a week. Mommy also pays for a family trip every year (to Fiji, Virgin Islands, Italy, etc) and gives her 13K as a gift every year. The result is that Tonya has nothing to do but drink. She starts usually about 9AM, unless she’s working or planning on driving somewhere. This has gone on for as long as I’ve known her. She drinks at least a twelve pack a day. So much for having enough money to not have to work. If that’s what happens, I would rather be doing something productive than pickling my liver. Weed is a nice way to relax, and it does suppress the aches and pains of this old body, but I can live without it. Tonya cannot live without beer, of that I am 100% positive.

So I’m giving her space. A month. If I don’t hear from her, I will unfriend her on FB unless she unfriends me first (hasn’t happened yet). I don’t need the bullshit she is doling out. Either we are friends or we aren’t. I hesitate to ask her about the weed, although I might just do that before I make the drastic step of cutting her out of my life. Tonya does tend to hang on to people long after their relationship is over, so I need to take my time. I just kind of am not sure what I want to do on that score.

Anyway, two days off, so I am going to play. Dishes are being washed as I type, and I do have some plum vodka in the freezer. The only problem is that I don’t sleep well when I drink. Sometimes it’s worth it, sometimes not.

Oh, and I can’t get weed here, because most of the people I know are from work, and I don’t trust anyone enough to ask them, and the people I do trust I know don’t smoke. So I’m guessing I’m giving it up for now. I have some seeds I might try to grow. It would be something, which is better than nothing.


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