So I didn’t do a whole lot today with the exception of sitting in the travel trailer listening to the wind howl outside. I admit I sat there a little scared with my pups. Scared because the wind was literally moving the trailer. Needless to say I still remember hurricane Michael all too vividly
My pups weren’t as scared as the last storm/weather related issue. That for some odd reason calmed me to a certain degree, I always watch them to see their reaction in times of stress. Everyone was chill but me.
Last night was a shit show, I was tossing and turning all night long. I had a nightmare that a storm was coming and my sweetie wanted to go to a boat ramp to watch the atorm roll in. All of this was in the name of science, after all my hubby is the science guy. A physics teacher that loves his feild. In the dream we were in a beautiful condo several stories up. Oddly enough I was ok being up in a high rise, God knows I’m afraid of heights. But in the dream it was better than being ground level.
In my dream I went against my very strong feelings and went with Lance in our car to a boat ramp to watch the storm roll in. I remember getting very anxious, starting to hyperventilate. It was very much a nightmare. I was gasping for air and woke the same way, gasping for air. I woke and realized I was dreaming and all was good.
Well let me tell ya folks, it was a rough dream leaving me mad as hell when I woke up. I woke and shuffled off to the bathroom because I’m forever having to pee. Got back to the bed and Lance was up asking what was wrong. I told him of my dream, he said I was silly, and he’d never do that. He got up and walked the dogs. After all bad weather was coming and they need to poop and pee. Good hubby to say the least♥️
Well my day went on wind howling, me laying around like a lump on a log. Too afraid to do anything of consequence for fear I’d be in a position to where I couldn’t breath.
Lance finally came home, on time as always, but it felt like forever. I was elated to see him, we talked about dinner and decided we needed to go to the store for blue cheese etc. As quick as he said it, I sprang into action. Not really, but it sounds good and makes me chuckle as I write this.
We get there and it’s packed, thankfully there are scooters available. Unlike that shithole Walmart they (Publix) actually provide for their disabled customers.
The store is jam packed, wall to wall people shopping for Easter dinner. Well kiss my ass and call me Daisy. I was none too happy about all the people. It made things much too hard to maneuver through the store.
We went from aisle to aisle shopping, it was congested but it was working in the scooter for the most part. When all of a sudden some woman walked in front of me looking dead at me and not even apologizing for being a rude asshole. I was livid, she just casually walked in front of me in her ridiculous frock, like she was someone of importance and deserved to be let ahead. When I say this lit my ass on fire I’m putting it mildly.
This woman acting like that infuriated me. I made sure when I saw her several times throughout the store to say something about her and her ridiculous dress to where she could hear it. I probably shouldn’t think this way but she came really close to getting a foot run over with a scooter. Sorry not really. I may be hypersensitive right now and I’ll try and get my attitude right but she really rubbed my ass raw. Never on my biggest asshole day did I ever act that way. She really better hope I never run into her on a good day, because it won’t be a good day for her😉
Before posting this I had my sweetie read over it. He said it was a bit strident and I may want to rethink what I wrote about that goofy woman. I chose not to, if I’m anything I’m plain spoken and will be true to this blog, that you can all be assured of. Life can be stressful at times and tomorrow will hopefully be better than today.
Keep it positive folks, every day is filled with possibilities😊
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