Too Hot. Too Tired. Too Busy.

Baseball = a damn good tan.  One game Saturday and two on Sunday.  Whew!  Cain won the tournament!  The first three innings were boring as hell.  Walks or strike-outs.  I hollered out - HIT THE BALL.  I DIDN'T COME HERE FROM ARKANSAS TO SEE THIS!    So I lied.  No one knew I lived only about 50 minutes away.  But they did start hitting the ball.  Dawn, another 2 ladies, a man and I were really sick of their 3rd base coach.  He was a jerk.  When our pitchers forearm was starting to hurt the coach is like....."they're in trouble now."  And he repeated several times as well as other rude comments.  And he's yelling at us..."I can say whatever I want!"   I know,, small penis, right?  Anyway, the referee told us to shut up in so many words.  They ended up tied 2-2 at the end of the game so they went into another inning.  Cain's team was up first.  They scored 3 runs!  Other team then scored no more.  5-2.  Exciting game.  So much so that I kind of turned one street before the tollway going home a I was exclaiming out loud to myself about the game.  Yeah, you all know I am weird.  I soon realized the error as the street was so pretty.  Turned around and managed to make it home OK.

The tired part is different.  I seem to sleep about 4-5 hours a night then need a 3 hour nap.  It is my own fault that I stay up so late.  But it is Hunter's fault that he's back to waking me in the mornings.  This morning it was......."I'm leaving now.  Don't forget to get up in an hour and let Maggie out."
What? 
So I got up.  Whatever. 
I had jury duty for the first time yesterday.  It was different.  I didn't get called to be on the jury and I got free doughnuts so I guess that was OK.  And I earned $14 for my effort.  That puts almost 3 gallons of gas in the tank. Woo-Hoo!

Hunter has had a super bad cold.  He went to his pulmonologist today.  The doctor said that being sick has exacerbated his COPD. and was put on steroids (which make people crazy angry) and also to use his rescue inhaler twice a day.  Doesn't sound good to me.  His cough is sooooo bad.

Other than that, they say it should be down in the 70's this weekend.  I can only hope and pray.

Daughter still hasn't found a place to live.  She is still in denial I think.  She feels they should be able to rent a house as big as theirs is.  She looks down on all the places she sees on line or in person.  Really? All I would care is that it is a safe place to live.  They aren't buying the place.  Can't advise and can't worry.
Peace.

Does that mean I will have to wear a bra?

Tired and achy today.  Will go over to my friend's, eat some pizza and cake and probably stay only a couple hours.  I am not sure what the deal is but....free food.

Tomorrow we are leaving for Iow around 6:30 AM to go see about a dog.  I can hardly wait!  I just hope tomorrow's loooooong drive-4 HOURS EACH WAY- won't be a bunch of shit like yesterday's 1 hour drive.  The backs of my thighs from the knee half-way up are sore and no, it's not from playing squat tag in the cucumber patch.

Things should calm down for awhile after that although having a dog after about a year with no dog will change things a bit.  I go back to the dentist for my permanent crown on the 30th and then jury duty starts Aug 6th.  It says wear proper courtroom attire.  So does that mean I have to wear a bra?

Anyone with extra money, feel free to send it to me as I have about $20 to last me until August 1st.  I will run out of cigs in a couple days and after going to my friends today....I will be driving on fumes.
I know.  I made my bed and now I have to lay in it.  But see?  That's what got me in trouble in the first place!

Thanking God here for the cooler breeze and intermittent clouds.  Air conditioner probably goes back on tomorrow.  Peace.

Reduce My Meds?

Hell no!  Not until I reduce my marital status.  Hunter has me in tears.  $28 a week allowance.  Do you hear me?  I said ALLOWANCE!!!!!  I am sick of this.  And now he's telling me what I can and can't buy with it?  Asshole.  I was doing so well.

Perhaps the following are contributing factors in my ...whatever you call it.  (my chest is hurting)  He paid all that money for dinner with his kids but won't even pay for my grand kids to eat with us at Dave and Busters.  Fucker.  BTW, I consider all the grands our grand kids but he has made it clear to me that blood determines who is family.  I said, "Hmm.  I am not blood so what does that make me?"  He said, "My wife."  Sooooo, I am not blood and I guess that is why his son (uncaring leach) is on all our accts and will be made co-executor of his will and alot of money is already in his name along with Hunter's.
He is not going to grandson Josh's birthday party with me.  He doesn't  feel well.  Yup.  This is the same man who was at the taxidermy shop this morning offering to help his "lover" Jerome put down visqueen-however you spell it, let's just call it plastic-in some one's crawl space.  ( feel like I could just puke.)
And then there's jury duty.  I was summoned for my birthday week.  I am freaked that I was summoned at all!  I knew I shouldn't have registered to vote.  Our votes don't matter anyway.
Hunter is always complaining about his kids and how he isn't going and isn't paying and he always does whatever they say anyway.  My point being,....either man-up or stop complaining.  At least stop complaining to me!!!!  Asshole.
The dog thing?  Those little labs aren't really recognized as a real breed by most and they have alot of bone problems.  Doesn't matter.  Hunter will get and do whatever he wants.  I will have no say, as always.  (getting a headache)
Did I mention that he is on the phone talking badly about me to his son...unaware that I can hear him? Bastard!

I am nothing.  I am no one.  Waaaah! Waaaah!  Cry like a baby Middlechild. What a pussy.  I am sick of him.  I am sick of me.  I am sick of life.  "Pity party of one.....your table is ready."

What a difference a day makes......