Such a nice day ...
Good morning … or afternoon … it’s about 3 pm. We’re at work now, but obviously not doing work. This is because we have the rest of the afternoon off because of staff appreciation. We had the meeting and then we went to the Italian place. It was very good AND very nice.I sat down on the big people’s side between two parents – one talkative and one not. Across from me was Sr. Theresa, and then to one corner was the speaker and the other corner was Imelda who was more slid down to the other end of the table.
Everyone was there with the exceptions of Rich, Brandi, and Maria. That’s too bad for them. The highlight person of the afternoon was one of the new DSPs by the name of Theresa. I think she had a buzz going on and she’s naturally happy anyway … so that was mostly infectious. BUT, Sister blamed me for ordering the third bottle of wine, because she worried over the staff. Fortunately, that person was riding with a non-drinker … woohoo! I was glad that one of the parents was drinking too, so that covered some of our tracks. 3 bottles between about 8 drinkers isn’t bad.
Least by our way of thinking.
Anyway, that was the one negative of the day. Mostly everything was good … the speaker spoke about stress, and more specifically the joy of stress. It was just general literature, but it was nice to hear it all refreshed. She is an older woman, but one of those kind that glow from within. I was disappointed that half her meeting was listening to a tape of some other woman talking about stress – she was into smiling your way through your troubles. Since you are going to have those troubles anyway, it’s not a bad theory. She mentioned about people having committees within them making decisions about what “seemed right.” This is similar to Freud’s “Ego.”
I think the group really enjoyed the video. Many of them laughed their way through it. There were good snacks and the table had been set deliberately very nicely.
Sister did her best to put her best foot forward. That was very much appreciated.
I’m a little sleepy now, but I have about 45 minutes before it is time to go to therapy. And, then I will be free the rest of the weekend through Monday … YOOOHOOO!!! I need to stop by at the bank, and I will be going to see Joe, but that’s really the only scheduled things. Maybe we’ll have sex by Sunday or Monday … that would be nice too. Not because I need it, but it will mean that Fishyman has come home and things are back to normal. I like some days off, but it doesn’t take long before I start missing him. AND, for more reason than he makes our lunch sandwich. HMPF!
We’re still in a whirlwind about the washing machine … we feel like we’ve entered a whole new life. We talked about it on the way home with Sr. Theresa. Just didn’t want to talk about anything that could hurt us. Washing machine is a dream come true. I figured out somewhere between the last 24 hours and Dr. Marvin, that I’m going to tell Fishyman that I will be in charge of laundry after we get the machine. I figure that it is something like dishwashing that I can do from a non-abusive short duration of being up. I wouldn’t mind washing Sweetie’s clothes at all, but I hope he keeps sending the shirts to the cleaners for starching and all.
But, just for the general things, I can do that. In that one apartment with the washer, I would wash every batch of laundry whether I really needed it or not. It was just so convenient. It was so nice to have the full spectrum of clothes available too. I figure between Fishyman and us, we could wash a load an evening.
How would that work out … home no later than 7 pm … 7:45 to dryer 8:45 done – fold and into bed by 9 pm. It sounds workable to me!
Well, that is if we aren’t fooling around. I know there are nights though that Rich could be my back-up since he usually stays up and reads before going to bed. Rich has been doing his own clothes so long, I’m not sure if he’d be ready to give it up, but this would be a way of me evening out the score. I still wish he would do Peapod groceries, but as long as he is doing the groceries, it helps me find balance. As long as the clothes are easy to put away, then things are smooth. Just think … fresh washcloths every day!! Then on weekends, we could catch up with sheets and towels. It’s really about as easy as that, right? *Sigh*
I better make sure that Rich gets the mail when he gets back, because we’re pretty sure that Mike’s sent out that contract. We’re going to need Rich to be looking it over. I think we went there before though.
As to the rest of the weekend, I would like to do things other than the goofing around with the star stuff. We’re just biding our time with that. We have to conquer one at a time some of the things we aren’t doing yet, especially Rich’s grant work. Dr. Marvin paid us a nice compliment though. He said something about us doing so well all around. He said we had things we were working on in each area, but that we seemed to be getting all the way around the block. That was a nice thing to hear and hang-on.
There was another compliment today too. JoAnne the speaker made a statement during the dinner saying something like if you could only see what I am seeing. And, then she pointed to the two parents and me as the three of us sat next to each other.
She said they were all such beautiful happy people. That made me feel real good.
She didn’t include Sr. Theresa, but as tired as Sister got, I thought there were times she was appreciating to the joviality. I did have to check out her reaction when JoAnne read the part about people goofing around at work as a priority. Ummm, yeah ok, maybe on that one. Sister’s eyebrows went straight-up!
Ok, back to the weekend. I think Monday will be half writing and maybe half time spent with Fishyman. I don’t think he’ll be coming home until late that night.
They are coming in from Missouri after a fish weigh-in at noon. Joe said his event is at 11 … I think I’ll try to be out of the house at 7:30 am to meet Joe by 9, then it will one hour up to Beloit and one hour before the events start. Should be good. Then in reverse it will probably be over in about 3 hours – I figure, I really don’t know, but that should be enough for me. That means we leave at 2 pm – 3 pm to Dekalb, and then plus get home about 4:30 pm. Maybe do some heavy napping before Sir Sweetie comes in. Hmm, that sounds fair. Ok, I think I got it. Should be good. I don’t think we’re going to have much money but that by which to pay for an entry fee. Might need to carry $20 on me and there will probably be tolls. It’s at a high school, so parking will probably be free, but Joe might have to drop me off up front. It’ll be ok. Shhh…
Hmm, anything else, before we go? We got only about 5 minutes and then we are going to give ourselves a break from St. Rose. That leaves me with writing tomorrow.
Maybe not so much because we wrote in between. Maybe share the morning with curriculum and then switch after lunch to grants? Seems like a good idea. I guess then that that’s really about it … The time is going to go back fast. I sure do hope the best for Fishyman. He called last night about 10 minutes after we talked and said good-night. He called just to say, “You know … your cute!” Hehehe ahh, that’s why they make Sweeties Pies. It’s just an extra dash of sugar sweet! Love the guy!!!
posted by Ann Marie @ 10/05/2007 03:54:00 PM
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