Discombobulated

I guess I am technically semi-retired from my waitress job and it has me all discombobulated this weekend. I was just starting to get used to having some extra time, well maybe just a little.

The manager sent me a text on Wednesday night to ask me if I wanted to work a small party of sixteen people. To be honest….I was going to say no. Then M sent me the text about our Halloween/wine outing. The cost for the limo to drive us around for six hours was going to be $55.00 a piece. So I answered back yes, I would work. So I made almost the whole amount and now it doesn’t hurt so bad.  I will hand M the $75.00 tomorrow (55+20 for the ticket) and then I will hand her the jars she asked me to make for her vanity which includes a mason tissue jar. She will hand me $30.00 back, she gets a buy 3 get one free discount since we work together every day. It all works out and finally I get to do something fun for my favorite holiday.

PT has been asking me for years to go with her to her big Hallowine event. I would be gone two days and one night and I haven’t been able to bring myself to leave the kids like that. Yes….I am aware they are both in college now. I just can’t, not yet. It’s an irrational Cockroach thing, stupid I know.

I worked yesterday and now it’s almost bedtime and I still “feel”behind. I did manage to get a lot accomplished, I’m not sure how that happened but I still have miles to go…

Have I mentioned how bored I have been lately with my bedroom? I don’t think I have? I mostly toss ideas around in my head and on Pinterest. Every week when I strip my bed I struggle with putting it all back together. I upcycled a free bed frame when I was still with the Cockroach and it needed to go.It was such a pain in the butt to get the bedspread on and it never did lay right.  I bought a queen bed frame from by sister in laws garage sale for $8.00. Perfect!

Did you ever hear of a bed frame that wasn’t adjustable? I never have. Imagine my surprise when I went to put my full mattress on it and there was no adjusting.

Discombobulated meet disarray….ugh! I am one of those people that have to make their beds every day no matter what and let me tell you there is a lot of what happening right now. I’m going to suck it up and order one from Sam’s club tomorrow. I only have to live with it for a week……I can do that right? $37ish isn’t horrible and it’s free shipping so I don’t have to wonder how I am going to get it home. All I was thinking was lose the headboard and foot board and maybe get a new bedspread? Not that easy. I’ve had the paint to paint my furniture for a couple of months now. Maybe this debacle will get me motivated?

I had some weirder than normal dreams last night. The first couple were normal weird but that last one felt different. I knew the person I was talking to in the dream world but in the waking world I have never seen this woman before. We had a discussion about fluoride and tap water. She was adamant about me not drinking tap water, ever. I had the strangest feeling when I woke up mixed with a little of “what the heck was that?” Whatever she said was very effective because I only reached for bottled water today. I haven’t gone the extra mile to dump out ice cube trays or anything but I heard her words throughout my day…do not drink the tap water.  At work we have filtered ice and water but I doubt it filters out the fluoride. She was very specific about the fluoride. This felt more like a message than a dream. Weird I know…..Zia

 

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About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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