House-sitting part 1
Wednesday, Aug. 14, 2002 09:58

I'm finally starting to feel a little bit peaceful after a couple days of craziness and some anxiety mixed in. Don't get me wrong, it's all good. I'm having fun, but it's too much for poor Emi to handle. She's going to enjoy this morning and tonight all alone. I think I'm working during the day tomorrow, but I honestly don't remember at this point. I feel like I'm in another dimension.

This is the life, right here. This. I tell you.

Let's start with the beginning. Monday night, Serena came over here, to the house in Auburn, and she slept here. I don't think I slept really at all. A few minutes here and there that hopefully added up to a couple hours, but not enough for poor Emi. I, of course, woke up feeling very anxious and restless because, well, that's what I do. That's my sleeping pattern for you. But when Serena woke up she didn't feel good. aww :-( poor wifey! So, I took her home, went home myself to grab my alarm clock and a few other necessities. (SHIT! I need to go home and do laundry!) And then came back here. I hung out here for like 2 seconds before I ran off to Satan's playground to meet up with Tiffany and Amy V. Amy V, I tell you!! I hadn't seen her in forever. She was a friend/aquaintence in high school. weee! So we hung out here, spent a couple hours on pool cleaning, got SUPER hot, went to Sabattus so swim in Amy's lake (and see her BEAUTIFUL HOUSE...man do I love beautiful houses!). Then we came back, had some Digiorno and mozzarella (that looks wrong, sp?) sticks, hung out, cleaned the pool some more, went to the movies (Goldmember) since it was Amy's birthday and she got in free, and came back here. We had to give Inky dog a bath because he had apparently rolled in some shit. Maybe in Sabattus? So he stunk. That was cool. I was amazed at what a good dog Inky is!

Anyway, I'm sounding rambly and boring. But what is important is that I had a crazy busy day, and I was already wicked tired. So, I had a pouding headache and I just wanted to sleep. But it took quite a while to fall asleep. I was wrecked with stupid anxiety. I was worried about all these tiny little things that coule go wrong during this house-sitting adventure. I kept thinking about what would happen if...and then I'd imagine having to tell Rita and Maggie. It was hurting me. And I was in this big hot bed all alone. I couldn't take it. So I called for Inky and he came and layed with me. And it was surprising how much that actually did help. It's nice to have someone there for you, even if it is a dog.

Today I woke up with a headache, at about 8:30, but I drank a bunch of water, and I'm good now. I'm not too tired. It's all good. I vaccuumed the pool some more. It's not looking good yet, but I'm trying to be optimistic here. Hopefully it will settle and then when I get out of work tommorrow afternoon, I will be able to deal with it a little more. Come on pool! Work with me here!

Now I'm not even doing it for me anymore. I am thinking about how cool it would be for them to come home to a nice clean pool, rather than the green swampy thing that they left.

Bleh. So, I need a shower pretty badly. My scalp feels baaad. I don't even want to touch it. yick. I hate hate hate my epidermis. May I have a new one?

So here I am, sitting at the table, listening to Melissa, feeling the cool air from the ceiling fan, looking over at Mischief drinking and Inky napping, and feeling peaceful, now that everything is picked up and the dishes are done. *sigh* Maybe it's time for some David Sedaris. *nods*