Well we obviously have our internet service back. It was just a matter of calling Comcast continually until I got someone that knew what SHE was doing. It was 10 minutes well spent on the phone with her and we were up and running.

The girls and I had a quiet day. I worked out, picked up a little, went grocery shopping - you know the usual weekend fare. I am going to apparently have another low key, pain filled weekend. *sigh* My thoughts are disjointed and I can’t seem to get much of anything done.

My husband took my son to camp this weekend. They always have a good time together. I”m lucky that my kids have a father that wants to do so much with them. He’s really an active participant in their lives and that’s one of the things I love most about him.

Tom and Katie were married in Italy today and it’s all over the news no matter where you turn. I think it’s sad with the state our world is in these days that we care more about new video game consoles and celebrity weddings than we do about the important social issues that affect us all. I don’t get it.

I may not post much this weekend because of this and this and this. So much for NaBloPoMo. Oh well, it will give me more time with my girls Time they need. Have a good weekend!

I understand that you get out of work at 2:30pm. Please understand that I work until 5pm. It is not appropriate for me to receive calls on my cell phone during my last 2 hours of work, the time my boss is in the office every afternoon, where you grill me on how to fix your internet connection. I’m sorry that Comcast chose today to take over Adelphia, but its really not my fault that our cable provider went bankrupt. I understand that you like to play on the computer in the afternoons as a means to unwind, but its nearly impossible for me to troubleshoot the problems you are currently experiencing over the phone, with my boss staring directly at me. For you to hang up on me as abruptly as you did because I wasn’t helpful enough makes you an ass. This is not the way to entice your wife to hurry home to your waiting arms.

Sincerely,

Your Working Spouse

I’m in a funk this afternoon.

• The tooth fairy forgot to stop by my daughter’s pillow last night. Stupid, absentminded tooth fairy.
• We’re broke and my husband has no desire to commit to any of my ideas for ways we can get out of our current destitute situation. And he has no ideas to offer of his own. Only criticism and finger pointing (right back at ya baby).
• Thanksgiving is next week. Next week! And it’s like all of the stores have skipped it entirely because it’s not marketable enough.
• Christmas is so close and I no longer love the holiday like I used to when I was a kid. The financial pressure of keeping up the stupid Santa Claus hoax sucks the joy right out of it. I can’t wait until December 26th.
• My best friend is moving. Soon. To Tennessee. From Vermont. And I feel so incredibly happy for her that she’s pursuing her long time dream of moving closer to her family. But I feel so sad that I’m going to lose the proximity of the one friend I have.

My best friend and I had lunch today and she told me that as soon as they sell their house, and they’ve had people looking, she is quitting her job and moving. She is going to move ahead of her husband, stay with family and find a job and a place for them to live. When his son graduates from high school in the spring they will follow. And she will be gone. And she will forget about me. Really. Because I am a sucky friend.

I realized today that I felt like totally manipulated our conversation at lunch and its because I don’t make more of an effort to see her and do quality things with her. I take but I don’t give. The funny thing is that all I want to do is connect with people and I don’t do anything on my end to make it happen. Instead I do just the opposite. I do what I can to push them away or stay disconnected in some way.

Same way with this blog. I started it over 3 years ago to connect with people. And I write here a lot but I don’t put forth any effort at anyone else’s blog by commenting or answering any comments I receive. Nada. I suck.

I think I just need to go home and have a cocktail but I don’t have any money and the kids need milk so what change I do find will go to them, as it should. Bah! Will this week ever end?

What do you do when it seems like everything you say and do is wrong? It’s been one of those days. Mostly only at home though. It’s like my husband wants to start a fight with me. *sigh*

So instead of dwelling on it I’ll share one of my favorite photos - my daughter Lauren: