Domestic Geek

Current mood: frustrated
Have you ever just given up and tried to hide from your life? I have been. I haven't been opening my mail, paying the bills, watering the plants, doing the dishes, washing the clothes, etc. Hell, I didn't even take a shower for a week. Gross. I haven't wanted to blog, I haven't studied for the Network+ or Cisco tests I want to take, I haven't cleaned my car or changed its oil. I think I'm starting to snap out of it. I did laundry, dishes and showered yesterday. I've been sifting through mail and paying bills all morning. I am working on reviving my poor plants--I'm not sure some of them are going to come back, though. I hated being in such a funk, but hopefully I'm though it.

I have to run to the bank a little later. The stupid owner didn't have money for payroll again, so I have to take a large portion of my paychecks to the bank (why do I pay for direct deposit anyway?). The county motor vehicle office is right next door to the bank, so Marcus asked me to register his truck. It's so cool--there is never a line there. Even if we move back to town, I'd probably drive out here to register vehicles (if we still live in Arapahoe county) just to avoid the crowds and the lines. I can never get my act in gear enough to mail the dang thing in. Oh, well.

The Christmas tree has to come down today. Mom always kept a tree up through her birthday (same as Marcus'--Jan 6th). It's a tradition I try to keep to honor her.

I also have to go up and visit the park's landlord a little later (after the bank, motor vehicles, and the post office). When I went to pay the lot rent on the 5th, she wanted me to stay and chat . Marcus was making dinner and I really had to get to sleep so we could go to work early the next morning. She had to have her bull mastiff put to sleep on New Year's eve. I felt so bad for her. Her other dog, a french bulldog, kept sitting and looking out the front door, probably looking for his friend. My heart broke. Our landlord lost her husband to cancer not too long before we moved here and her dogs are her only companions.

Well, back to work...

Current mood: melancholy
I went to the cemetary yesterday. I got to work and found I just couldn't be there, so I headed South on Sheridan to hit I-70 to go home and next thing I knew, I was at Fort Logan Cemetary where my Mom is buried. I hadn't intended on going there and, honestly, I haven't been there in many months. Today is the fifth anniversary of her death and she's been on my mind alot lately. I cried so hard while I was there that I gave myself a doozy of a headache that I couldn't shake the whole rest of the day. It's so weird that some days the pain of missing her is so great that I can't function, even after all this time. I've been thinking alot about my poor dad today. A man shouldn't lose his wife when she's only 52 years old. Sometimes life is just so damn unfair!

Found the funniest thing at this site:

Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention that I got a ham from the Honey Baked Ham Store for New Year's dinner. YUM! I read that pork was lucky to eat for New Year's Day and I figured it couldn't hurt. Ha!