Monday, June 30, 2003

I made a post on Saturday - and I can even read it in Blogger, but it won't publish. My blog ate my blog.

Saturday, June 28, 2003

Another storm last night and I was going to have the girls sleep with us. I don't know why I suddenly am obsessed with the thought that the neighbor's tree might fall on our mobile, but I am. Anyway, I happened to take a close look at Cayla's hair and she's not going to be sleeping with me anytime soon. She has lice. After three years of not having to worry about it, it's happened again.

I know that lice just don't happen, you get them from someone else. Now I have to wonder which of their friends "shared" with her. Amanda seemed free of them, but I need to locate the electronic comb. I just realized I let her go to her friends' house across the street - forgetting they could be the source. Darn. Apparently it's not going to be my day.

Things I want to do: rearrange living room, bring white dresser in for tv stand, move tv stand into girls' room for computer, finish putting Otho Pub menu online, put all books on shelves, get all laundry put away...

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

Catching up:

Kent is being very agreeable, I think he's realized that he can't really make it living on his own if the girls and I move out.

Saturday: started out for the first two-mile walk of the plan. Cayla came with, on her bike, but pooped out at the half-way point (a mile from home). I had the cell phone, called home & Kent came to pick her up. I would have walked the rest of the way, but he said he wanted to walk, too. We all went to the park, left the kids there and continued on to the school. Back to the park, called the Otho Pub to place our order for loaded hash browns, convenience store, pub, home. I shared my hash browns with the girls.

Sunday night Cayla was playing with the neighbors across the street and was beaned in the head with a bat wielded by a 6-yr-old. Two hours in the ER and a CT scan later, she's fine.

Monday: started to do the walk, kids were cranky & arguing, so we went around the block and back home. I did my walk at 10:30 p.m. with Cayla. I made her walk, not ride her bike, because it was dark, so she pooped out on me. Not her fault. We didn't go all the way to the front door of the school (my half-way point for one mile), and we cut through the park instead of going square on the streets. We saw lightning and Cayla just wanted to get home.

The storm hit around 2 a.m. as I had just dropped off to sleep. Cayla was already in bed with us, knowing there would be a storm, she was scared. When the wind picked up so suddenly and I saw whatt he radar looked like, I made Amanda get up and join us in bed. There's an absolutely huge tree in the neighbor's yard next to that side of the mobile. If it fell our way, it would crush that part of the mobile.(Actually, it might crush the whole thing - it's that long!)

Anyway, I wasn't so worried about Amanda then, but I was sandwiched between two sweaty girls and that didn't make it easy to sleep. I finally made Amanda go back to her own bed.

Tuesday: I had asked Kent to wake me at 6 so I could do my walk. I actually got up at 6:45. Did my walk, regular route (up HIghway Street, over to Railroad, back south on Railroad and then home). Did a couple of things on the computer, then back to bed. I set the cell phone alarm to 10:30.

Mom called, wanting a ride to her friend's house. I said okay, back to sleep. When I finally got up & got ready and all, found the battery in my car was dead. Apparently (from my own deduction, since this happened before), if I turn on the dome light I need to be absolutely sure it's all the way off. I think there's an in-between setting where the dome light doesn't light up, but does run down the battery. So, I had to wait til Kent got home to jump start my car. Bummer. And, Mom called me after I told her I couldn't take her anywhere today, to rant that she'll never loan us money again because Kent won't let her ride in his car. Well, that's true, but that wasn't the situation today. Kent had his car at work. I would have had to walk at least 10 miles to pick it up. I don't think so.

Kent's bummer was that I couldn't bring him lunch. He had to wait until he got home at 4 p.m. When I left here, I went to Taco Tico and used gift certificates that Mom had given me. Then, work.

All my work was done by 10:30 p.m. but I had to stay until 1 a.m. I'm supposed to wait for the call - at least I think I am. If this has changed, nobody has told me about it.This is bad on two counts: the Sports Department was there, too - at least Eric, Chris and Dana. They stayed until nearly 1 but didn't call Webster City (I think they never do), and since I had supper before going to work, I didn't take a break ... in eight hours. It's bad enough having to wait around after my work gets done (and do make-work), but the Sports guys start talking trash after the News person in charge leaves (Bob, Barbara, Deanna). So, I had to sit and listen to the obscenities rolling through the room. If Sports thinks the arrangement has changed and I don't have to wait, they should tell me. I'm not staying because I like listening to them rant.

I'm so tired, and I'm hungry... but we don't have much that's just ready-to-eat. I know I'll want to sleep in in the morning. I guess I'll have some Post Toasties and go to bed.

Saturday, June 21, 2003

Yesterday Kent found out I had applied for housing and was furious. Now he's very agreeable and wanting to work things out. I wonder how long that will last. I went through with the application process, though. There's a waiting list of about 2 months. This keeps my options open. He's even offered to go walking with me!

Today when I woke up, I didn't wake him. After his usual 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. shift yesterday, he had to work midnight to 4 a.m. because of a problem with one of the other guards at his post. I took Cayla with me for the 2 mile walk. She rode her bike. We reached the halfway point, going on a route that took us out of town. On the way back, she seemed to be lagging, so I asked her if she wanted Daddy to come get her. She said yes, so I called him (thank goodness for cell phones!). He came to pick her up and asked why I didn't have him go with us. I said I would go back with them in the car and we could walk together.

This meant that we all had to go, because I don't feel right leaving Amanda and Cayla alone, even in our small town. We live in a mobile home, notorious for fast fires, although the kids wouldn't be doing anything to cause one - call me overprotective. So, we walked to the park, left the kids there and walked a little further, then back home. After lunch, I took a nap.

That's about my whole day so far, now it's time to go to work. I've got a headache - probably from not drinking Dr. Pepper (my downfall) until lunchtime. I'm making up for that now.

Friday, June 20, 2003

I turned in my application today, need a couple more things before my name goes on the list. Still need to find out about storage, but can't do anything about that until at least next payday. Paid the electric bill. Didn't pay the water bill, thinking that if we talk to the landlord and offer to pay 2/3 of the rent early and the rest on July 3, Kent could pay the 2/3 rent and the water bill, which would still be less than the whole rent. Kent refuses to pay the water bill. He also says Amanda is grounded - completely, not even allowed to leave the house, until the place gets picked up. He is vague and autocratic. "Clean this up" without focus is useless.

Kent said that Amanda couldn't even go on walks. The walks are the mile walks I started doing on Monday. I told him she would be happy to not go because she doesn't like to go, but I make her because I can't leave her alone at home while I'm out walking. He made a remark about it just being around the block, and I told him it's a mile. He said,"I don't care what you do." and I said,"I know." That pretty much sums up our relationship at this time, which is why I think moving out is the best.

He also semi-threatens things about the girls, like he doesn't feel like cooking. If I was in a car accident and in a body cast, confined to bed, he would rationale that I should cook because I'm home. If there's something the girls can do in the microwave,I'm okay with that, but if it involves real cooking, he needs to get up away from the computer and take care of the kids.

He's obsessively involved with I-games. He plays Spades, even hosts tournaments. Obviously he gets some emotional feedback from it that he doesn't get from his family, but it's hard to relate to somebody's back, which is the view we most often get.

I need to get something to eat and go to bed. It's after 2 a.m. and I'm getting cranky. er.

Thursday, June 19, 2003

One of my little projects is partly done. I got a printout and filled out an application. Not for employment. I need to make a list and find out about storage solutions. All will be made clear in time :-)

Wednesday, June 18, 2003

I've got to get going on some projects that I can mention here. I would... but don't want to tip my hand too soon. Anyway, I'm working tonight and can do one thing there later. One item has to do with storage solutions. Another thing I want to do is get a beginning yoga DVD. I need to be able to stretch. When I woke up this morning (at 9 a.m.) I felt like somebody had been thumping on me all night.

Today was the third day of the "Come Walk with Me" plan. I was supposed to concentrate on speed, but I decided not to worry about it. Amanda doesn't want to go walking with me, but I don't feel right leaving her at home while I'm gone for 1/2 hour walking. So I let her pick the route and it ended up being slightly short. Don't care. Tomorrow is not a structured walk. I'm thinking of getting up at 5 with Kent and doing my walk, cooking him breakfast and then going back to bed. The girls can make frozen waffles in the toaster and wake me if someone comes to the door.

My days during the school year were pretty much like this: get up at 7, make breakfast for Kent & me (the girls usually ate breakfast at school), make sure kids get dressed, drive them to school, come home & take a nap. I was looking forward to sleeping in for the summer, but when I started this walking plan, I realized I would have to do my walking in the morning before the summer heat kicks in. ::sigh::

Tuesday, June 17, 2003

I did a mile again today. I got it done earlier, when it wasn't so hot. The girls and I went to see Finding Nemo with Mom. I made macaroni salad. I went to Relief Society. I will be going to bed soon instead of staying up til 2-3 a.m.

Tomorrow is the third day of the "Come Walk with Me" plan. "Wednesday Walk one mile. Focus on speed. Time yourself while you walk and try to complete the mile in 20 minutes. Don’t worry if you take a little longer. Your endurance and strength will build over time."

Speed, huh? Hmmm... Yeah, we'll see about that. The weather forecast suggests scattered thunderstorms in the morning, which I had planned to be my walking time. Well, off to bed now to fall asleep to "Stargate SG-1."

Monday, June 16, 2003

I just returned from a one-mile walk around part of Otho. It's 84 degrees here. It's shower time.

Friday, June 13, 2003

My mom read my blog! Hi, Mom!

My car was down for the count for a few days (again!). On June 5, there was a terrific rainstorm as I was returning to work and I drove through some hubcap-high water. The car seemed fine that night, but the next day it wouldn't start. I knew I had gotten the starter replaced last year, but here it was conking out again. I tried Friday and Saturday to start it, then left it Sunday and Monday. When I tried on Tuesday, it turned over, so I drove it into town (with Cayla as passenger) and left it at the mechanic's. Kent drove in with Amanda and we all drove back home together, then I drove Kent's car to work.

Saturday (June 7), the girls and I walked in the Frontier Days Parade. I have posted some of the pictures here. Cayla walked with the group from church. In order to do that, since they were meeting way too early for my taste, she stayed overnight at Donna's.

Amanda didn't want to walk with them, so she went with me. I went with a group from work (The Messenger) and handed out newspapers. Amanda and I weren't quite quick enough and there weren't enough delivery bags to go around, so we missed out and had to carry our papers in our arms.

The hardest part was retrieving new stacks of papers from the back of a van in motion. The worst few moments were when I lost sight of Amanda and frantically looked forwards, backwards and all around without finding her. I walked back behind the next group, then forward again, and had actually dialed 911 on my cell phone when I saw her ahead of me near the Messenger van. Whew!

Amanda and I got to wait quite awhile before the group from church came along. When Jessica and Suzanna brought Cayla to my work, we waited for Kent to come with his car. He gave Jessica and Suzanna a ride home, then we went home. I rested a bit, then went to work. We didn't go to the Fort for any of the Frontier Days activities.

Now it's 2 a.m., I've been up too late yet again, and I have to work in the morning. We're planning to go to Stratford for Stratford Telephone's 100 year celebration. That's our cable company, so we got an invitation and drawing ticket with the cable bill. The tickets have to be presented in person - not mailed in. Fortunately, I will be taking a digital camera from work and taking pictures, so I get to put the time on my time card. At least some of the time. And, it's kind of cool to see my name on the photo credit line. I took pictures at a fire once and we used one of them.