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Just stuff...
Nov. 12th, 2003 05:33 pm
The kudzu is sprouting. 4 little bright-green seedlings. Rob can't touch them or water them or even think about them - he's not allowed.
It's been raining all day, that cold, dreary, grey November rain that we need so badly. Praise the Dieties for Their bounty!
Went over to Lisa's last night. Talked about sex mostly. Fun subject, rules my life these days. I'd visit more, but I'm just not comfortable around little kids, and I know it's bad for Lisa because she feels obligated to keep Kayla away from me, and it's bad on Kayla because she wants attention, and it's just sort of stressful. Little kids are ok if they'd just sit & color or something.
Back to the ortho guy, this time for my shoulder. I already knew what it was about - typing & an un-ergonomically designed workstation. It's been pretty bad since I started night audit. No matter how many times I stretch & do "arm circles" & crap, it's a constant nagging discomfort to go along w/the rest of the constant nagging discomforts. So it's back to physical therapy. Woohoo. At least I like Jackson's office & staff. Nice people.
I'm still sort of in shock, wanting to break down & start crying or panicking or something. I keep saying, "Once the debts are paid, I'm outta here. Finding my own life, sans Rob..." Weeeellll, the m.i.l. finally relented. She's giving us an $11thousand dollar loan w/a 2-yr. payment plan. So this means no more indebtedness. If I'm good and if I'm strong enough, and we stay out of debt - no more credit cards... In other words, in 2 years, we won't owe anyone shit. In a year or so, our credit will look halfway decent again. So I basically have a 2-yr. timeline to freedom now. I figured out the bills vs. the paydays, and we'll actually have some extra cash to set aside, not even including Rob's meager little paycheck. I may even be able to start a savings account on my own, w/out his knowledge, so I can start socking away for 1st/last & security deposits. It's kind of frightening. I don't have any more excuses. I really need to start making Rob let me drive here & there, gain some confidence. It's hard when you're actually scared to do something to just go out & do it by yourself - it's how I am w/driving. It makes me nervous, so I feel a need for a back-seat driver.
Bottom line: No more excuses.
It's been raining all day, that cold, dreary, grey November rain that we need so badly. Praise the Dieties for Their bounty!
Went over to Lisa's last night. Talked about sex mostly. Fun subject, rules my life these days. I'd visit more, but I'm just not comfortable around little kids, and I know it's bad for Lisa because she feels obligated to keep Kayla away from me, and it's bad on Kayla because she wants attention, and it's just sort of stressful. Little kids are ok if they'd just sit & color or something.
Back to the ortho guy, this time for my shoulder. I already knew what it was about - typing & an un-ergonomically designed workstation. It's been pretty bad since I started night audit. No matter how many times I stretch & do "arm circles" & crap, it's a constant nagging discomfort to go along w/the rest of the constant nagging discomforts. So it's back to physical therapy. Woohoo. At least I like Jackson's office & staff. Nice people.
I'm still sort of in shock, wanting to break down & start crying or panicking or something. I keep saying, "Once the debts are paid, I'm outta here. Finding my own life, sans Rob..." Weeeellll, the m.i.l. finally relented. She's giving us an $11thousand dollar loan w/a 2-yr. payment plan. So this means no more indebtedness. If I'm good and if I'm strong enough, and we stay out of debt - no more credit cards... In other words, in 2 years, we won't owe anyone shit. In a year or so, our credit will look halfway decent again. So I basically have a 2-yr. timeline to freedom now. I figured out the bills vs. the paydays, and we'll actually have some extra cash to set aside, not even including Rob's meager little paycheck. I may even be able to start a savings account on my own, w/out his knowledge, so I can start socking away for 1st/last & security deposits. It's kind of frightening. I don't have any more excuses. I really need to start making Rob let me drive here & there, gain some confidence. It's hard when you're actually scared to do something to just go out & do it by yourself - it's how I am w/driving. It makes me nervous, so I feel a need for a back-seat driver.
Bottom line: No more excuses.
