This cold has been very irritating. I am so glad that it is finally starting to subside. I hate feeling stuffed up and achy. I have been getting my usual work done, but nothing extra has been accomplished this week. That makes me sad and anxious at the thought of all the things that are piling up to be done before winter. The seasons are a wonderful thing that I have grown to love, but I dread all the work that is involved in changing lifestyles between them. I am no stranger to hard work, but the pressure of cold and snow doesn't help matters much. I am sure to make it through, as I do every year. But let me just say, for the sake of my sanity, that it Totally Blows!
Dad is very excited about the car lot. It has really gotten into full steam and I am having trouble keeping up with buying things for him to sell. It is nice to know that we will have an excess of cash flow this winter, because many winters I went through getting to this age have been rough, to say the least. I remember many times of scraping together change to pay the electric bill and having the family bring food over so there was something in the cupboards. I have taken the route, lately, that I refuse to live like that anymore. I have begun to put away money into some savings and have even got my dad to start saving, which is a huge accomplishment. He has never saved a penny in his life. Kudos to me, I dare say.
Tonight I found myself hanging around at a bar drinking iced tea, while dad of course was getting drunk. There was an interesting person by the name of Sarah there that captured my attention for a long while. She had a like mind and there were things about her that reminded me of someone I used to know. That is a very good thing and there were a number of signals that I haven't seen in a few years. I would have pushed a little harder if I was feeling better, but I guess this way I will see if she remembers me. Here's hoping.
This week is booked to the hilt with auctions, power washing, body work, deck staining, and window replacing. I am wondering if I am ever going to have a chance to finish my aunt's chimney before the snow gets here. Why must life be so chaotic all the time? I miss the simple days. When all I had to worry about was getting homework done in time to pass a class. Oh, how time is wasted on the youth.
To the victor goes the spoils, and Baby, You One Spoiled Step Child!
Dad is very excited about the car lot. It has really gotten into full steam and I am having trouble keeping up with buying things for him to sell. It is nice to know that we will have an excess of cash flow this winter, because many winters I went through getting to this age have been rough, to say the least. I remember many times of scraping together change to pay the electric bill and having the family bring food over so there was something in the cupboards. I have taken the route, lately, that I refuse to live like that anymore. I have begun to put away money into some savings and have even got my dad to start saving, which is a huge accomplishment. He has never saved a penny in his life. Kudos to me, I dare say.
Tonight I found myself hanging around at a bar drinking iced tea, while dad of course was getting drunk. There was an interesting person by the name of Sarah there that captured my attention for a long while. She had a like mind and there were things about her that reminded me of someone I used to know. That is a very good thing and there were a number of signals that I haven't seen in a few years. I would have pushed a little harder if I was feeling better, but I guess this way I will see if she remembers me. Here's hoping.
This week is booked to the hilt with auctions, power washing, body work, deck staining, and window replacing. I am wondering if I am ever going to have a chance to finish my aunt's chimney before the snow gets here. Why must life be so chaotic all the time? I miss the simple days. When all I had to worry about was getting homework done in time to pass a class. Oh, how time is wasted on the youth.
To the victor goes the spoils, and Baby, You One Spoiled Step Child!
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