I had a lot of plans for the weekend and yet I didn�t really get anything done.
Friday I left work early and did some errands. I stopped by the bank and got Iris� money that I pay her to watch Jackie. Girlfriend gets $75.00 a week, which is less than the daycares are charging around here, so I�m lucky.
Then, I stopped by ACE and got a $5.00 filter for the furnace since ours was clogged up and looked like it was woven out of dust bunnies. And after that I ran in the post office real quick.
I went home and went to get Jackie and her little friend Tory to get their nails done with me. That was fun.
After that I brought the girls back home. Jackie and I were hungry so we went to Arby�s for dinner. We ended up splitting some of their sweet tea. We love Arby�s sweet tea.
We�re fiends.
The long week caught up with me so Friday night I was so pooped that I ended up sitting outside most of the night smoking cigarettes and watching the kids play. I sat in my chair like a lump, which is something I do a lot of lately. I really live a sedentary lifestyle.
I�m getting to fat for my own good. Isn�t fat and happy supposed to go hand in hand? Why the hell am I not happy? I�m going to write my congressman.
Some would say my unhappiness comes from my falling out with my best friend Lisa. Some would say that it must be guilt that�s eating me up. My problem is that I really have nothing to feel guilty about, except getting mad. Maybe a good friend would keep her mouth shut and be a doormat and always be last in a person�s life, but that�s not me.
I still miss her. She�s a fun cheery person. She�s got a wonderful nurturing spirit too.
But I guess maybe my friendship is not as valuable as I�d hoped. Being a friend sometimes means having to say you�re sorry, and I just don�t see Lisa doing that. She thinks that since she has a good reason why she does things that there�s nothing to apologize for, which is flawed reasoning.
Sometimes being a friend means having to admit you did something that was not so nice, even if you did have a good reason.
Sorry never hurt anyone. Can�t you say sorry?
I�m sorry too that my crappy phone didn�t register that she called that Friday night. It didn�t even ring, for that matter. But on Monday I checked my messages and there she was, croaking on the phone. I felt bad that I�d somehow missed her call. I felt bad that I didn�t check my messages earlier.
Either way, I love her, but I�m not kissing her butt. I guess only time will tell if Lisa misses me or not. I can�t make her want to stick around and be a part of my life. You just can�t make someone want to do something like that.
We�ve been through a lot as friends. I would think that counts for something, but maybe not. It�s up to her if I move on, or not.
Saturday, Jackie and I were up bright and early at 7:30 a.m. to ride with Toni to take Max to Springfield Missouri to meet his dad.
I was glad to come along for the ride, but it was really long. Plus, it was so hot out. I think it was about 105 degrees.
My face was so red that I looked constipated.
We�re doing it again in two weeks when it�s time for Max to come home. I�m only doing it because I promised Toni I wouldn�t let her make that long drive by herself.
Oh, and I found a virtual treasure on the way up at one of the rest stops. I couldn�t believe it. This place had Wonka Bars. I searched high and low last year for Wonka Bars for Jackie. She got a hankering for one right after seeing Willy Wonka for the first time.
I promptly bought two Wonka bars and gave them to Max and Jackie.
That was stupid.
Once the bars got exposed to the heat they started to melt and the kids didn�t want them anymore.
There was a lot of �Ewww, gross!�
I put Jackie�s in a trash bag but put Max�s in my purse to save it for later. I don�t know why, and forgot about it.
When we were about 4 minutes from home on the way back into
St. Louis I told Jackie I�d take her swimming as soon as we got home.
Once we got home, we quickly changed into our swimming suits and we were out the door.
Down at the pool, I put my purse on the table, along with my sunglasses. I went to grab my cigarettes out of there and stuck my fingers into a pool of melted chocolate. I was so mad. How stupid could I be? I ruined my favorite purse.
This has been my life story lately.
Sunday, Jackie and I got up and went to do laundry. Oh, my lord, it was hot. I was sweating buckets. Jackie�s cheeks were red, even though it was air conditioned in the laundry mat.
After we finished doing laundry, I decided we had to stop by Target for some needful things. We got gerbil food and the new Scary Movie 3, and Jackie got a new outfit for her Baby Born. Thank God it was on sale.
Last night, Jackie and I said screw cleaning the house and we sat down to watch Scary Movie 3, which really sucked. It was nowhere near as good as the other two and mainly spoofed �Signs� with Mel Gibson, which was just an okay movie to begin with.
Toni loaned me the movie �My Stepmother is an Alien� and I watched that last night after Scary Movie. It was cute. I�d never seen it.
I�m so tired. I couldn�t fall asleep last night. I was up worrying about how I�m going to pay my car off, pay my overdue electric and phone bills and how I�m going to still have money to go shopping for Jackie�s school supplies and clothes.
That�s what I get for all the �fun� shopping I did earlier in the summer.
Enterprise was a big worry. I owe for June and July and so I sent them an email asking if we could work something out. So, I�m sending them $300.00 on the 18th of July and on the 10th of August I�m paying $150.00 plus $425.00 plus $210.00 in late fees. Somehow.
I can�t believe I got myself into this mess. I make more than enough money to pay my bills. Sometimes I just get a wild hair and go shopping like a maniac. The problem is, I can�t afford to shop like that.
I disappoint myself.
2:52 pm - July 12, 2004
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