Reflections Of

Around the same time each year, I do this mental reality check with myself. It's a reflection of some sorts that aids me in puting myself in perspective and to see how much, as a person I've gained or lossed. Tomorrow is my birthday...yahoooooo...43 years old. I almost did the dyslexic thing and typed 34....which, I must say I would have been happier if that were the truth. I know 43 isn't that old, but damn, where did the time go? Why must it fly?

Last year, Sweetie and I took our first overnight trip together. We drove to San Francisco which isn't that far from where we live. We had a wonderful evening planned but it really didn't turn out so wonderful. The night before we left, we went out to dinner and saw a band. But, there was a huge problem with this...........the next day, I became very ill. In all honesty, I thought I was food poisoned. And I don't know if anyone has ever experienced food poisoning, but let me tell you, it isn't any fun!

Keep in mind, this was our first "road trip" together and of course, I wanna be all lady like and everything but when you are sick? My Good God.........lady like behavior doesn't happen! I was driving and had to pull over on a major, busy interstate and....yeah, throw up.....for probably the 42nd time that day. When these little, disgusting, life's episodes occur, I want to be in private and completely alone. I don't want anyone, especially my boyfriend, hearing my business. It was awful!

When we checked into our room, I immediately checked into the bathroom. Again and again! It's my b-day! I don't want to be sick. And San Francisco is cold.........damp.......foggy....usually a treat from the relentless heat of the inland, city where we live. But when you have the chills because you are sick, San Francisco sucks ass! Especially when you are trying to hail a cab and no one will stop. Sweetie tells this story often and always ends it with the fact that he never heard the word "motherfucker" spewed so many times in one night. Well? I was sick........and cold.........and hating life.

I'll spare the details of the restaurant (Italian) that we went to and the old bat sever we had and our argument over the fact my pasta had meat in it and I did not order a meat sauce because the thought of meat would make me retch......again. I mean, get this? I cook the shit every day of my life, a fact she would not know unless I told her, but don't tell me that isn't meat if it looks, smells and tastes like meat! Look at me, for the love of God! Can you not see that I look Italian and most likely have eaten pasta for, hmmmmmm? Say a huge portion of my life?!

But that was last year. No trip this year. I don't know what we are doing. Something about a ruby ring was mentioned. Hmmm, we will see.

I am not going into the losses. I know what my losses are and I've cut them and am moving on. Enough said about that!

I have gained a lot, especially in the last five years. I've become more confident, re-gained most of my self-esteem, and have figured out that I can do things on my own. I know that that has caused conflict because I am not used to people really helping me. I also know that is because I've never LET people help me. Bad on my part. I just never wanted to be a burden and rely on others. They have their own lives and I never wanted to invite others to my pity parties, but.........I've learned that all I have to do is ask and the worst thing that someone can tell me is: "No, I am busy." It's not so bad.

And, I've gained a best friend whom I love dearly. I am curious about this ruby ring thing..........more on that later.

Oh! One last thing...........I found a contractor........read this, I kid you not! And for those that do not know my sense of humor, it's a joke.......I found him on Craig's list or what I refer to as "Crack's list." This is for real.........not made up!

I am skilled in painten, framen and sheetrock I can also do electrickel work and plumbin
and can do some landscraping.
No lisense butt speke good englich!


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Ciao,
Angie