Happy Saturday.
Although annoying is a better descriptor.
At least the weather is nice.
My son sent me a text last night saying he was expecting to get off at 430.
My bladder woke me at 4, and then I see a text that power went out at his irk and he would be getting off at 630 or 7.
I figured since I was up, and not feeling too well, a nice soak in the tub would make me feel better.
Just as I was stepping out of the tub, he called to tell me he was done.
By then I’m feeling really sick, so I threw on a muumuu (hoping nobody would see me) and went to get him, feeling sicker by the minute.
As soon as I got home, I went to bed and didn’t get up until noon.
Didn’t help that my son ate a banana when we got back. As soon as I smelled it, the nausea really hit me.
I still feel icky but not as bad as earlier.
The problem was in my son’s section, and I’m surprised with how shy he is, he went straight to the manager to report it. He’s learning to speak up.
Ruby has been spotted multiple times, but she doesn’t stay still long enough for anybody to catch her, and by the time my friend gets to where she was seen, Ruby has long since moved on.
She seems to be in good shape as she was spotted playing through a fence with two other dogs. But as soon as the homeowner opened the door, she took off into the woods.
If she is in the mood to play though, she can’t be doing too badly.
I’ve decided not to get a rental car. Since I found out dogs are not allowed in them, there isn’t much point. My son has his 7 days off starting next Wednesday, so I’ll change the drop off date to Wednesday and if he has to work an OT day, I’ll figure something out then. My neighbor said he’d help out, and there is always Uber. Or he can take a day off. It’ll give him a point, but it won’t get him fired.
He sure doesn’t care if he misses irk.
His co-irkers bitch about losing money, he’s just glad to be out of there.
It also amazes me how many of those people, after irking a 12-hour shift, on their feet, are actually dancing as they come out. After 12 hours on my feet, I’d have to be carried out on a stretcher.
I haven’t done much of anything today, and I’m not about to start now.
I’m supposed to irk a few hours tonight, but I am seriously considering calling in sick.
My cousin’s daughter is getting married today. I didn’t go because I thought my son had to irk. Just as well, with me being sick.
One of my cousins died in April, the first one of us. Totally unexpected. Anyway, we got a notice that my son is mentioned in my cousin’s will. I assume it’s because my son is his godson. Or for all I know, he left something to all the children of his cousins’. My cousin never married or had children. I didn’t say anything to anybody, you know how people can get. Anyway, his sister will be at the wedding, and she is the executor, and I am hoping she doesn’t say anything to my mother or sister.
It’s nobody’s business what he left my son, just as it’s none of my business who else is in the will. But I know some family members will make it their business.
Probably the same ones who wanted me to give them the ring and desk I have from my grandparents. After my father died, they wanted those things back to keep in the family, because, you know, after my father died, I wasn’t family anymore. Or something.