Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

It’s going to rain….but that’s okay!

Posted on | June 24, 2005 | 3 Comments

At least it’s fucking Friday.
I had a manic/rage snap yesterday, although I felt it so completely that I understood why I kept losing my temper. I didn’t act out upon it, rather I told D that I was “angry” or something to made sure that he understood what was going on. There was no trigger (although I am thinking that PMSing is that cause) but the swing was complete and nearly overwhelming. The only time I got nasty was when we went to bed and he was restless and he kept waking me up. But I get bitchy when I wake up regardless of where I am on the pendulum swing. That’s just the nature of a sleepy-me.

It also didn’t help that Lex called at 11:37 last night just as I was starting to doze off. She isn’t used to the time difference, and “called to chat.” But she sounded sufficiently mortified when I told her what time it was. I kind of laughed when I got off the phone, because I could feel her apologetic cringe all the way in Florida (please remember she is in Washington state). Sorry if I sounded bitchy, Lex. I was sleeeeping.

Joel left me a present yesterday!!! I haven’t used it yet, but the warning label is going to be gently cut off the box and placed on my fridge. You will understand what I mean when you see it. Thank you, Joel!!!!

So, my grand plans for cleaning up the garden again are bust. But I guess that’s just what happens when you live in Florida. You just can’t plan gardening around all the rain and storm clouds. I think that I will just try to go back there and hack down what I can of the bougainvillea and get it all cleaned up for tomorrow. The skeeters are looking to feast on tender flesh, so the bug-resistant gazebo should be used! I mean, that’s what we bought the damn thing for anyway. I just needed a reason to work on that back area again. Now, we need to get the mower working. Do you know a good repair-person??

When I think about how things work in life, with distances born and others traversed, I have to smile at myself. I got an unexpected, and welcome, phone call the other night from someone I used to care for a great deal, but who has a very busy life. Sometimes friendships are just too time consuming, so we connected via e-mail and random friend-sites. But the phone call was to razz my uber-dorkness and to recall a love for all things Diablo. Anyway, the moral of the story is that there’s always an opportunity to explore and rediscover those around you. Taking their presence for granted leads to stagnant relations, and heaven’s knows, I don’t like anything to remain too still….

And I want to punch a co-worker…but that’s a whole different post for a time when he’s less likely to peer over my shoulder.

I shall have interesting links later. I actually have to get work done today!! **gasp**

Category: Everyday

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3 Responses to “It’s going to rain….but that’s okay!”

  1. Frankie
    June 24th, 2005 @ 8:45 am

    Take the advice of someone who has dealt with the plague that is boginvilla. Leave it alone. If it starts to take over your house, move out. If it follows you up state, go over sea’s. I’m telling you right now that you will lose this battle, and it just wont be worth it. You may finally rip the bastard out of the ground, but you will be so scared for life that it will have won. Take my case for example. Chris and I had one of these devil plants in the back yard. We decided it must go because it was blocking the side yard from getting heavy machinery in back. So we began the task of cutting it down. Our first day tackling this bastard nearly caused us our lives since evil death spikes were raining on our heads. We got it about half way down and most likely lost a pint of blood each in the process. The second time was a month later. WE finally attacked the heart of the demon and I was able, WITH MY BAIR HANDS, to rip the she bitch from her earthen womb…no seriously, I pulled the fucking stump out of the ground with my own two hands cause it had pissed me off that much. Finally we began the process of burning the fucker because it didn’t deserve to be bagged and given the chance to spread its fowlness elsewhere; however to this day I still walk out to the side yard with sandles and walk back inside with bitch-in-villan thorns stuck to the bottom of my sandles. They’re mean…MEAN I TELL YOU! So don’t forget your kevlar gloves.

  2. Meow
    June 24th, 2005 @ 9:05 am

    :lol:
    Wow….you really hate those plants, don’t you?
    I won the war with the tenacious bastard, because he WAS eating a good portion of that slab. Right now he’s taking over the garden, and fighting with the vines over who is going to kill my pretty flowers.

    I am going to teach both of them (the bite-my-villan and the vines) who’s boss…and yes, I have kevlar gloves!! :wink:

  3. little24lexy
    June 24th, 2005 @ 7:54 pm

    again I am really sorry for calling so late I really did not even think about the time difference – so so so sorry – I felt really really bad the next day because I knew that I had disrupted you sleeping process – my fault homie – all well you love me anyway

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