Sunday Stealing

(Link in meme-roll)

Time Travel

What were you doing ...

1. Twenty years ago?

Judging by my ancient blog--yes, I was blogging 20 years ago!--things were interesting. Lots of library gossip, feelings about work (the concept of being behind at that point is very quaint these days), shopping with my only Shopping Friend (miss those days--this was a Restoration Hardware trip), and Words of the Day. 

2. Ten years ago? 

Again, going by what the blog (different one) says, we were heading into Empty-Nesthood. Sparky had just graduated from college and was headed off to his first (ill-fated) job and middle-school projects' judging was going on. I really miss those. Sparky is currently desperate to have ANY other job than the one she currently has, so that hasn't changed as much as I would hope. My job had started to implode due to my new (then) boss listening to people bitching about me, and others. Beast was about a year out from losing his job, and about 3/5s of the way into moving into a vodka bottle.

3. Five years ago?

Beast was at the Bad Place, we were in mid-lockdown, he was on the verge of his hunger strike leading to Round One with hospice (also, first local hospice--they were great), and I was not blogging. I was using a different site for medical updates on Beast. It took another 10 months to get him out of that horrible place, but he at least did start eating once hospice got me into the building for the first time in 3 months. I was getting through the workdays trying my best to put on my Game Face at work and repressing the urge to punch people on a daily basis--not all of whom were patrons.

4. One year ago?

We were living the dream at the Good Place: Beast was in another (mid-cratering into volcanic chaos) hospice program, working on jigsaws puzzles, eating everything on his plate, drinking diet Pepsi and eating Oreos as much as possible. Sparky hated her job. I hated my boss. Same boss the past 10 years, still throwing out my 'sharp tongue' as a complaint.

5. Yesterday? 

Beast has been dead for 37 days, the funeral flowers are mostly dead (the plants are hanging in), Sparky is still working the same place she was 9 years ago and hating it, I'm still working at the same place for the same boss and not particularly happy about it. In fact, I left work 90 minutes early, again, yesterday because I can't deal with people at all. Even the cute little kids were not ameliorating the direness--and I was scheduled in the children's room 5 hours (made it through 4). A coworker suggested I look into FMLA for a few weeks. I'm considering it. We meet with the attorney to get the estate stuff sorted next Monday. Happy Mother's Day!

Bonus! What will you do tomorrow?

I would really like to take a nap on the front porch. And get the last two weeks' worth of laundry folded up. I'm completely out of work trousers, which these days are nurses' scrubs because holyshitPOCKETS!! I will also probably listen to the rest of Sinisterhood catchup eps (currently listening to April 11), and/or some of the months and months of Patreon updates for other pods I support. Maybe I'll even shower and get dressed: it's currently 2:15 and I haven't done either today.