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Humpday Confessions

It’s Wednesday and I would like to celebrate it being half-way to the glorious weekend by making some confessions.

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– I feel like I have a sixth restaurant sense, ever since we stopped at a nearby Hibachi. We went in and sat down, but they didn’t have tofu and I didn’t like the way it smelled, even though it was busy, so we left. Another week later, they were closed. Sixth sense protecting me from possible food poisoning? I’d like to think so.

– Sometimes I think I feel the baby move a little bit. I felt some crazy small movements happening the other night after I ate tempeh tacos. All I could picture is the baby punching and karate kicking the tempeh in my belly.

– If I’m on my phone when I am out with a group of people, it is on purpose, and it’s because whatever I have to say would be unwelcome amidst part of the group. For example, when friends of friends begin discussing their support for Donald Trump and arming schoolteachers. Yep, I’m gonna check my phone right now because I am not trying to be in a bad mood from arguing with people.

– Verizon sends me a free trial of HBO the same time every year, and it is the season of Game of Thrones! I think they know what they are doing. Thanks, Verizon!

– I have two Kindereggs and I really want the toys, but I don’t want to eat the chocolate. I am in a salty food mood. If it was encased in a fried ball of cheese, I would be all over it.

– I passed a test I was required to take at work, and I could not be more relieved. Now I can focus on other things. And also read r/BabyBumps on Reddit without feeling like I should be studying.

– Guacamole has made a full re-entrance back into my life. I missed you, guacamole. I don’t even mind paying extra.

– When we went to Hershey Park, I missed the first half of the sea lion show because there was a bee hovering near me and I was scared. I was sure if I looked away it would be in my hair.

– I was throwing an internal fit when I had to wait two hours to eat breakfast and my friends said they wanted to stop at Wawa instead of McDonald’s. I wanted a biscuit and didn’t think Wawa had any good egg and cheese options. Turns out their breakfast burritos are huge and delicious, and I got a hash brown, also.

Happy Wednesday, everyone!

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Some Late Confessions

It’s better to confess late than not at all, right?

My first confession is that I am fairly high on jelly beans. I have not felt the urge for Easter candy, but when my coworkers bring in a ton of jelly beans, something must be done. They’re Starburst jelly beans, obviously.

I’m working on base right now, but I’m not a permanent full-time employee, so when people ask what I do on the outside, I tell them, “Nothing. I quit my job last year.” I am at the point where I think I should make up cooler occupations, like deviant space life form interrogator. Or crocodile counselor. I wouldn’t wrestle crocodiles, I would intently ask them questions and chat with them.

I am getting accustomed to the people in my office and am alternately entertained and enraged by their habits. They are extremely dramatic and spend 75% of their day gossiping.

One of them is one of those Facebook people who has to post every inspirational and funny quote she finds on Facebook. She posts so much I had to hide her posts so that I wasn’t spending my time I went on there reading mostly her posts.

I don’t give a shit if you want to gossip or be dramatic in your life, but you need to stay out of my bubble. We work in close quarters, so when one person comes over near the other one’s desk, it is directly in my space and I can’t concentrate on the Reddit thread I am intensely reading. I don’t care about your baby daddy drama. I want to read about this person who just found a ghost in their house.

If you post a photo of yourself in your underwear on Facebook, I’m going to think you’re ridiculous. If you get in an outrage because people in your family reacted negatively to it and caused drama, I’m going to think you’re an idiot. You knew what was going to happen.

People who pretend they don’t thrive on drama make me mad. If they admitted it, would that take away the drama? I’m curious.

I’m taking a trip to South Carolina and my day of departure depends on if I can accomplish all the tasks I need to before falling asleep tonight. It’s not a hard list, but I am pooped after work. I need to pack, wash a few clothes, drop off the rent, buy cat food, leave food out for cats, etc.

I feel guilty leaving my cats alone. I’m going to ask my friend to come over and change their litter, so maybe he will hang out with them for a few. Is six days too long to leave cats alone? We’ve tried taking them along, but they hate that more. Our friend will probably check in on them after a few days.

I want to not be a lazy bum and sit here all day, and the weather is really nice outside, except for the fact that it’s EXTREMELY windy. So, I’m probably going to be walking myself to my car to go home and then to get tacos later.

My work network lets me write a blog post on Blogger, but blocks any site using Blogger. Illogical, but I won’t complain, because I don’t want them to take that, too.

I had veggie corn dogs for dinner last night and lunch today. It’s the cooking for one life, but they are pretty delicious.

Linking up with Kath and Nadine for Confessions. Have a good Friday/weekend!

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Confessions

I’ve got some confessions early this week. We’ve had a wonderful weekend of being snowed in with no place we need to be, so we’ve been doing lots of relaxing and enjoying it very much.

# 1 – Sometimes I find something delicious in the store, only to check the back and find that it’s not vegan.

# 2 – I spray my cat with a water bottle when she wakes us up way too early in the morning.

# 3 – I found out that there won’t be any new Doctor Who until the Christmas Special 2016. Fellow Doctor Who fans, please take this moment to be sad with me right now.

# 4 – I cut one of my peanut butter cookie balls in half in an effort to be healthier, and dropped the other half on the ground.

# 5 – A guy hopped onto the elliptical next to me at the gym and thought it would be a good idea to wear cologne that day. It wasn’t.

# 6 – I had a minor meltdown today when I was craving a salad from a local restaurant, and we drove there only to find out that they were closed for the snow. Qdoba was had instead. Greg was very nice and dealt with my freaking out.

# 7 – Sometimes I put my purse on before my coat, and realize I am trapped in a wriggling ball of outerwear when I try to take off my purse.

# 8 – My cat often decides my towel looks better on the floor than on the towel rack, and proceeds to claw it to the ground for me.

# 9 – My family has been sending pictures of the snow they got in South Carolina and the snow men and snow angels they made. Meanwhile, I am here in Delaware with no intentions of going out, aside from our food trip earlier today.

# 10 – If I’m already crying at the preview, I’m probably not going to watch the movie. I feel like the preview is a test and if I can’t get past that, how am I going to sit through the whole movie?

I’m linking up with Kathy at More Coffee, Less Talky for Confessions.

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Travel Rage Confessions

I have some things I need to get off my chest this week, before Confessions day even hits.

I’m in the middle of traveling, and am FINALLY on my way back home starting tomorrow. I have had about. enough. of. this. shiz.

I like to plan things way ahead of time. Way, way ahead. So, when my traveling companions did not send me any message regarding dinner by 5 PM, I cut out and enjoyed some Moe’s on my own. I was cozily back in my room by 6:30 PM. Do not mess with the food schedule.

I have been on this trip all together for about a month and half, so I’m now past the stage of ‘having fun meeting strangers that I will be in class with for the next month’ and on to the ‘please let me never see you again’ stage.

This weekend was the last straw in a basketful of straws. Traveling with people you barely know can be hit and miss, and this was totally miss.

We went to New Orleans, and I was super excited. I also seemed to be the only one out of a group of me and three gentlemen to show any excitement.

No one else volunteered to navigate us there and back, so I did that. No one had any idea where to go when they got there, so I suggested places and guided them there like a group of lost puppies.

We looked for a place to get lunch. No excitement shown about any restaurants, so I picked one I liked.

Saw awesome shops and things to look at. Barely registered.

Two of the guys were on their phones ALL the time.

I was already agitated at lunch, and THEN they tell me that they want to watch a football game for THREE FREAKING HOURS in the middle of the day in New Orleans.

I’m sorry, did we just travel to an unknown city so we could watch football???

I was hot, because I had already stated that I don’t want to be there at night and NO ONE mentioned a football game until we got there. I would have kept my ass in my hotel room.

So, I decided to take myself out of the game and let them handle themselves. I literally said, “This is all you guys. I’m not navigating or picking a place.”

Of course, then we wandered around looking in different places to see which ones have sports on their TV’s. Most don’t, because that’s not really the main goal on Bourbon Street. Finally, when they were about to enter a place called Bourbon Cowboy, I had to take over  and was able to find a sports bar right away just by looking one up.

Then, they sit inside the sports bar, where you can’t see anything going on on Bourbon Street, and stare at the TV. I do my best to look as pissed as possible.

Finally, one guy says, looking at me and one of the other guys, who also looked bored, “You guys don’t have to stay. You can go walk around if you want.”

So I said, “Yeh, I think I’m going to take a walk.”

I get up, and they all watch me go without a word. This is a group of three guys and they are letting one female wander around Bourbon Street on her own. I can take care of myself, but damn, heartless.

So, I stormed off and went towards the most populated areas, since the sun was due to set in about an hour. I went back and watched a street performance near Cafe du Monde, and enjoyed myself.

I got a text from one of them an hour or so later asking if I was okay. Great, no thanks to them.

I finally came back when the game was almost over and it was almost dark, and then I had to look up somewhere for us to eat, because they are completely helpless. I feel bad for the wives, out of the two of them that are married.

I have never met such a clueless group of people in my life.

I had to drag them away from the street shows, because it was getting late and I wanted to get to the restaurant before it got packed. They had their chance to see the weird and fun sights in New Orleans and totally missed it.

We went and got dinner, thanks to my navigational skills, and when we got there, there was a short line and the restaurant was packed inside. We quickly got a table, though.

When we left, there was a line out the door. I would have totally lost it if they made us miss a good dinner, too, by arriving an hour later.

So, I’ve taken away from this that I never want to travel with a group of relatively unknown males again, because at least ladies often look out for each other. And traveling with people with a sense of adventure is much better.

On the bright side, I enjoyed the street show I saw, and had a delicious dinner of a virgin strawberry daiquiri and vegetable gumbo, and if I go back again, I will make sure the group I go with actually wants to have fun and not sit there like a bunch of bumps on a log.

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Wednesday Confessions

It’s Wednesday, and the good news is that I actually have the day off AND Kathy and Nadine brought back Confessions.

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Last month, I got really mad at my coworkers for leaving the desk a mess, so I passive aggressively dumped out all the paper clips in our tray into the bottom of the drawer.

Speaking of mess, I get stressed out if there’s a ton of work waiting at my desk and mess everywhere when I come in, which is basically every day. I like everything organized. Did I mention next week is my last week at my job?

When I told my boss when my last day was and he asked if anyone had the week after that off, my immediate thought was “I don’t care.” It’s a two weeks notice, not a vacation.

I am painfully nice, and even when I think I am being a bitch, people apparently have no idea. I was once told that I look like Taylor Swift. I look nothing like Taylor Swift, clearly, since I’m not an 8 ft tall blonde fashionably-dressed singer, but I think I may look like a deer that could never ever be mad at anyone. They just have no idea the rage inside.

I’m watching Friends and it’s from a new perspective than when it was actually on. I’m now the age of the friends. My mind is blown. Phoebe and Chandler are my favorites. I feel the real life adult struggles of their lives, now.

Sometimes when people do things at work, I redo it after they leave. It’s not that I don’t like them; it’s that I don’t trust that they did it right.

I don’t go to Starbucks. Or drink coffee. So, this whole coffee cup freakout completely misses me. I don’t even drink those fun lattes everyone posts pictures of. How about some chocolate almond milk?

Speaking of coffee, I found out the schedule for my training next month starts at 6 AM. On the bright side, we should get out early. On the other hand, where’s that coffee I was talking about?

What are you confessing today?

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Rage-y Confessions

I probably shouldn’t rant around Christmas time, but let’s be honest and say I’ve had kind of a rough week so far. I’m hoping to turn it around by sharing some confessions.

Here are some of the things that are driving me crazy this week.

1. Construction on the interstate at midnight. 
Usually when I drive home from work around 11:30 PM, the roads are free and I can roam wild like an antelope in a grassy plain, BUT this week there has been construction on the road I take and traffic has been at a complete standstill, making me get home late.

I have no idea what they are doing up there! I would not be surprised to see Godzilla come thundering out of the fog. But it is probably something simple.

2. When people swerve into the left lane and fly around everyone else, despite seeing multiple signs reading “Left 3 lanes closing ahead.”
I kind of want to kill them and their Kia Sorento (no offense to Kia Sorento, it’s an innocent victim here).

3. Slow walkers in the mall.
Get in, do your business, get out. I only went once this week and I hopefully won’t have to go back. There is a mission to accomplish, we don’t have time for your languorous strolling.

4. Stupid people at work.
To be fair, my coworkers are awesome, and I think I work on the best shift. None of them are stupid, but sometimes they do make me lose my mind.

We recently hired this new guy who only works 3 nights a week and this is his second job. Guy cannot remember how anything works, and keeps making mistakes. If he needs a second job, I can’t help but think he should get one that requires less skill.

5. Too much talking.
It’s not obvious when I’m at work, since I enjoy the people at my job and am mostly a very friendly person, but I’m an introvert and sometimes we need quiet time.

Otherwise my brain will stress out, possibly leading to crying and/or a future melt down. So I may want to read a book or something to distract me for a while. It is not an inviting time for people to ask, “What are you reading?” I appreciate the interest, but maybe we could talk later.

What has been driving you crazy this week?

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Avocado Confessions

It’s Wednesday! Totally pooped my brain doing lots of things at work today and feel like I need a sleep recharge. Please let me let loose some confessions from this week…

I was daydreaming about avocado toast on my ride home from work last night and getting myself mentally amped up for eating it for lunch the next day.

Avocado did not cooperate. NOT RIPE. Avocado dreams delayed until avocado is ready. I’m still dreaming of you, avocado toast. Peanut butter will never satisfy that part of my heart/stomach.

Is this even real? Get on my plate, right now!!

Sometimes, when I’m looking for a new book to read, I just cannot figure out what I feel like reading.

This happened last time, and after browsing new books for half an hour on iBooks, I bought  Outlander. I already own the paper copy, and I’ve read it before, but it’s been ages. And let me tell you, there is nothing wrong with highlander fiction.

Have you watched the show? I haven’t seen it, yet, but I think I’m going to have to somehow get my hands on it. I have HBO, but no Showtime.

We did not have hot water in our apartment for 4 days, and it was a cold, cold place.

When it came to showering in an icy cold shower, at first I was prepared to do it. I’ve swam in chilly water before, and I told myself it can’t be that bad.

While at the same time wondering if I can shower without getting wet…

Finally taking the plunge and sticking a toe in.

Nope, just gonna sponge bathe in the utility sink in the garage like a barbarian. At least it has warm water.

Our landlord is a nice guy and has it fixed now, so I took my first warm shower in an few days, today. SO GOOD.

Have you ever tried cold showering?

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