Wednesday Woes

Today was an exhausting half day Wednesday…It was a miracle that we finished with patients relatively on time. Then there was that little man who didn’t have a ride. Our 6 minutes late turned into 20 minutes which isn’t as bad as it has been in the past. It never fails…it’s always something and it’s always the front desk that has to wait it out.

I rushed home because I promised the boy I would take him to a few furniture consignment shops. I walked in the door and everyone was still in bed….really? I got them moving and we left. My first stop was to a furniture store by the old house, my friend works there and sent me some pictures of couches in my price range. I had to stop there anyway because I commissioned her to paint flowers on an end table to loosely match my round coffee table. I totally him hawed  around in that store. I was trying to will myself to like what I saw but I didn’t.

I liked this couch at the second consignment shop we went to….

This one is more my style and in the picture it looks dirty. It didn’t look dirty in real life but maybe I didn’t look hard enough. I think $400 is too much for a used couch…I wonder if they would come down on the price? Maybe I should send the optician from work? She is really good at haggling.

The girl fell in love with this coffee table….seriously she wouldn’t stop talking about it.

The boy was stressing because “he had to get to dad’s…dad is off today’….blah blah. The girl sent me a picture of her brother and her father napping in chairs and said “this is what we rushed over here for…to nap?” That girl hates to shop but she likes furniture consignment stores…go figure?

When I was going through old stuff the other day I came across this corny old story. First I can’t believe the story got an A, second I still can’t draw, and third…to all of those people who silently correct me when I say male species instead of gender…give it up. I have been saying that since 8th grade…maybe longer.

Yep….I have always been a dork. Speaking of stories…although my new story isn’t coming to me yet, the characters are and in a fun way. It has happened with all of them so far… I heard someone say “Brick” is one the phone, what they really said was “Brooke” In my case Bryk works just fine.  Strange things are happening right now and I am doing my best to listen.

I saw this in one of my groups on Facebook and it made me laugh out loud!

I am still having conversations with Mountain Woman’s friend. He is trying way harder than I am and it is making me feel like a big ole bitch. It just feels forced and unnatural. I am not comfortable with that. My walls are still up like Fort Knox and I keep telling myself it’s good practice…I’m not buying that excuse. I just want to be myself…Zia

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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