those yuppies i cleaned for on monday are nasty.

i guess it's one of those things i don't notice til i actually get there and start to clean. seriously, i don't even want to go into detail, i'm just glad i had gloves.

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i didn't realize how out of shape i am. i thought i was doing better now that i stand and work all the time, but apparently there's much room for improvement.

my legs are still aching.

part of it is probably getting used to my new shoes too. they're supposed to help the feet and legs, once ya get accustomed to them.

they damn well better for the money i paid.

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(do ya think they could drag out the vacuum cleaner just every once in a while???)

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my big ass is laid up in bed already, watching cheesy movies on cable and typing away.

daughter is at her dad's and son is....hmmmm....i'm not sure i want to think about what he's doing (with his new middle aged girlfriend!!!)

i made grilled cheese for hubby tonight and my responsibilities are nil for the rest of the evening.

i'm going to take advantage of the freedom tonight.

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(i mean seriously, i don't have as much hair on my head as was in their tub)

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i dreamed last night that my son was a baby again, and that i was young too, except i'd already lived his 21 years and was able to go back and do it all over again with him and with the knowledge that i have now.

and i made the right choices this time.

he was exactly like he was as a baby, blue eyed, chubby cheeked, so small and sweet and adoring and adorable. it sure makes me yearn for times gone by.

would that i could. and do it all right this time.

yeah, that was surely nothing but a dream.

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(what??? you don't want clean sheets on your bed??? you mean to tell me you're gonna sleep on those nasty things???)

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my dad's brother had another heart attack a couple of weeks ago.

i guess i didn't mention it because he's pretty old - almost 86. it's his 3rd heart attack, albeit a light one, but i guess i think that after 86 years maybe it's his time.

i don't mean to sound cold or callous, but dad's family members have all died in their early to mid 80's. dad keeps saying the damn doctors should be doing more. i haven't said it, but i think that after a person gets to be of a certain age, there's only so much the docs can do. and now it looks like his kidneys are failing. we'll be going to see him on saturday.

dad had a skin cancer removed from his arm yesterday. the dermotologist did it. he's had many many pre-cancerous spots frozen on his face, but this one apparently was already cancerous.

is it normal for a dermatologist to remove these things???

dad's dad had about half the left side of his head worked on due to skin cancer. i think it was the cancer that finally caused him to weaken and die, so i'm a little concerned.

dad's only just turned 71, but still...he's been a great dad my whole life, i couldn't have asked for better...

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(still, i was happy to walk out of there with a fat check for a few hours work, and i disinfected myself afterward, so it's all good.)

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my sister is getting a divorce. it's been coming a long time, and none of us has been shocked.

her hubby owns his own pool business. he works part time and fishes and 4 wheels the rest of the time.

that's all he does.

oh yeah, he cooks on the grill. he's a really good griller.

that's the best thing i can say about him.

a few weeks ago he thought he was going to lose his biggest client, and he told my sister he kind of hoped it would happen so that he could sleep late and fish more.

my sister is in sales, so i understand the hell she goes thru on a daily basis. she makes twice the money he does, and works her ass off from 5:00am til whenever she gets done.

not that him not making more money is their biggest problem. he has a huge weight problem and the more weight he gains the worse he treats her.

he admits to doing this, but also refuses to do anything to correct the situation. she's put up with it for long enough. they've don't counseling, blah blah blah and now it's too little, too late.

they have a daughter who's almost 13 and i know she'll be crushed. her life has always been stable, and my sister has always protected and sheltered her from everything. i guess it's a curse and a blessing. everytime the daughter asks my sister what's wrong with her dad my sister makes excuses for him, not wanting their daughter to think ill of her father.

the bil told my sister last night that financially he won't make it without her income. she told him she guessed he'd have to sell his new boat, the 4 wheelers and the 2 trucks and actually work full time.

*duh*

another one bites the dust.

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that's life as i see it for now.

xoxo