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fullygoldy) wrote2005-10-05 09:36 am
fullygoldy) wrote2005-10-05 09:36 am
Blergh.
I'm so fuzzy-headed right now. Last night, we got into the hot tub around 9, and it was sooo lovely. The air was warm and breezy (balmy even) and the water was just the right amount of hot, and we both nodded off. So we decided to come in and go to bed. In bed before 10 and the kids were already tucked in their rooms with the lights out. So peaceful. It was too warm for jammies, so the cool soft sheets were caressing my skin. DH was out like a light.
10:26 phone rings - I awaken and have to pee.
11:06 phone rings - I awaken from strange dream and have to pee.
The girl is in the basement, claiming she was looking for her blanket, with phone in hand. "Who was on the phone?" "It was that guy again. I hung up on him." "Hmmm. Who was it earlier?" "It was him." Great. We haven't heard from 'that guy' in at least a week. He was stalking the girl by phone. At first he was stupid about it and we got his cell phone number on our caller ID. All her guy friends called him up and left threatening messages. Then he blocked his name and number. We don't usually answer any "Private Name, Private Number" calls, but when you're asleep, you forget to check. DH has told him the calls were being traced. We've all hung up on him. Thought he'd finally got over it and quit. No such luck.
11:47 phone rings - I awaken and bellow into the phone "who is this?" "Is Mavis there?" "No one in this house is going to speak to you at this time of night!" CLICK. Dammit. Newfangled cordless phones. Hanging up is not nearly as satisfying when you can't slam the phone into the cradle to cut the connection.
AND. I have to pee. Come back from my 3rd trip to the bathroom, and realize I'm cold enough for jammies now. Fuck. Probably the last night of the year I'll be able to sleep nekkid, and it's ruined. And my peaceful easy feeling is ruined. And my good night's sleep is ruined.
05:03 I awaken because guess what? I have to PEE! That is the last time I drink a quart of water after dinner. Hey, I was thirsty. Mavis gets herself up at 0530 to shower. Rupert doesn't need to get up til 0600 today, so I have about an hour left to sleep. Pull the blanket up and pass out. At 0625, DH comes in to get dressed for work. Which means I have to get up too, get dressed and drive him there. Because I've got to buy groceries today, and the store is near his job, and I'm trying to make all my trips in the car do at least double duty. $3/gallon for gas. Cripes.
Stumbled through a light grocery trip, came home, put up the stuff, ate some breakfast, read some LJ, and this. Now I'm going to shower. Because I want to be presentable when I run downtown for my other errand. I think I'll stop by A Woman's Touch while I'm there as a reward to myself for such a crappy night. I haven't been in so long, that everything will look new and exciting. As opposed to just exciting ::g::
10:26 phone rings - I awaken and have to pee.
11:06 phone rings - I awaken from strange dream and have to pee.
The girl is in the basement, claiming she was looking for her blanket, with phone in hand. "Who was on the phone?" "It was that guy again. I hung up on him." "Hmmm. Who was it earlier?" "It was him." Great. We haven't heard from 'that guy' in at least a week. He was stalking the girl by phone. At first he was stupid about it and we got his cell phone number on our caller ID. All her guy friends called him up and left threatening messages. Then he blocked his name and number. We don't usually answer any "Private Name, Private Number" calls, but when you're asleep, you forget to check. DH has told him the calls were being traced. We've all hung up on him. Thought he'd finally got over it and quit. No such luck.
11:47 phone rings - I awaken and bellow into the phone "who is this?" "Is Mavis there?" "No one in this house is going to speak to you at this time of night!" CLICK. Dammit. Newfangled cordless phones. Hanging up is not nearly as satisfying when you can't slam the phone into the cradle to cut the connection.
AND. I have to pee. Come back from my 3rd trip to the bathroom, and realize I'm cold enough for jammies now. Fuck. Probably the last night of the year I'll be able to sleep nekkid, and it's ruined. And my peaceful easy feeling is ruined. And my good night's sleep is ruined.
05:03 I awaken because guess what? I have to PEE! That is the last time I drink a quart of water after dinner. Hey, I was thirsty. Mavis gets herself up at 0530 to shower. Rupert doesn't need to get up til 0600 today, so I have about an hour left to sleep. Pull the blanket up and pass out. At 0625, DH comes in to get dressed for work. Which means I have to get up too, get dressed and drive him there. Because I've got to buy groceries today, and the store is near his job, and I'm trying to make all my trips in the car do at least double duty. $3/gallon for gas. Cripes.
Stumbled through a light grocery trip, came home, put up the stuff, ate some breakfast, read some LJ, and this. Now I'm going to shower. Because I want to be presentable when I run downtown for my other errand. I think I'll stop by A Woman's Touch while I'm there as a reward to myself for such a crappy night. I haven't been in so long, that everything will look new and exciting. As opposed to just exciting ::g::