Sleepless in S. Florida (Sigh)

Hence the senseless rambling about inconsequential shit to follow...

Ugh, if I don't do something about these nightmares that have been plaguing Cameron (and waking me up at a minimum of three times a night for the last 3 nights), we're both gonna be in trouble. Last night (or rather this morning), it was 3:00 am, 4:45 am, and somewhere around 6:00 am. And God, I'm tired. I'm back to feeling like the walking dead. I hate that.

But that whole miserably tired, walking dead feeling aside, I'm in an unusually good mood today. I don't have any idea why, but that's okay, I'm just gonna roll with it because it's become a rare thing around here lately.

Work was work. But Nicky was here today, and that was cool. I love that kid, he's awesome! And it's slightly weird because he's almost nine years old, and I started babysitting him back when he was just a smidge over one. Time flies, and I'm getting old. But it was fun, he got a new cell phone last night, and he was playing me all the different ring tones he has to choose from to see if I liked the one that he picked. I did, it was the coolest one. Way cooler than any of mine.

And I realized today, that I can be a tad bitchy at times (probably why my guys lovingly hung that framed "Attitude" picture in my office).

W, my warehouse guy, came in here earlier, sat down across from me and proceeded to stare adoringly at me. He does this often, and it gets annoying, so I Iooked at him pointedly and said, "Yes?"

To which he replied, "You look wonderful today, like a ray of sunshine. You're in a good mood, I can tell just looking at you, you're glowing, you..."

I put up my hand to stop him, and said, "Cut the shit. What do you want?"

Nice, huh? I'm thinking maybe I should work a bit on my people skills.

Anyway, Drew called me today to ask if he could borrow $10 for lunch, and as we were hanging up, he said, "I guess I'll talk to you later, if you ever actually call." Now, wait a minute, I just called the man yesterday, and sure, the conversation lasted less than 5 minutes, but hey, I called. It's his turn.

Speaking of people asking to borrow money, that wonderful person solely responsible for the financial mess I was in called me at work yesterday just as I was about to walk out the door, and asked me if I'd mind stopping at Publix on my way home to pick her up a 12 pack of Corona, she ended the conversation by saying, "I'll pay you back". So what I'm wondering is, did she really expect me to say, "Sure thing, sweetness, you can just add that to the nine hundred twenty three dollars and change you already owe me. No problem". Not fucking likely. And God, doesn't she have some brass balls? Incredible.

And that's it. I'm going to plant my ass in front of the TV tonight, and do absoluetly nothing productive. I can't wait.

Have a good one.