I fell asleep around 8pm and slept until 1130pm, and had a really bizarre dream. I was at a friend’s BBQ and I was kinda watching a little girl and I ended up with 3 snakes biting me in the forehead. I was freaking out, and wheeled the rolly chair I was in back to the group, where Tracy’s brother looked at me like I was pathetic and yanked the snakes off of my face.
Then these people came in and started showing off all their strange products, and suddenly we were all deep in a warehouse. I was still really upset over the snakes and just wanted to leave but I couldn’t find any of my stuff. Tracy had a habit of moving my things so I tried to find her to ask where my things were so I could leave, but I couldn’t find her anywhere.
Then all of a sudden I was talking to this Indian girl and we were about to be fed to a monster but we played dead and it ignored is. The girl’s mom gave it something from a small beaker and it morphed into a large, white bear.
We escaped the bear and found ourselves in a room with two doors. At one door the bad guys were trying to get in at us but the other door was wired up with a bomb to blow up the warehouse.
We went through the armed door, turned on the bomb, and ran like hell through the warehouse for the front doors. Other people were running with us and stealing everything they could carry as they ran.
And then I woke up.
I know I posted about this last year but I never shared the photo from this year.
I tried doing things a little different with more knitted hats and rings, because people always asked for those, but unfortunately I only had a few stuffed toys left over from previous years.
I probably would have done a lot better if I had had more toys, but my rag doll unicorn did find itself a new home.
Still, it was a great night until we got to the end and I found I had bled through both a super tampon & an overnight pad because my body is a traitorous jerk once a month. Thankfully I was able to pack my stuff up and I slipped out to my car and called Jami to ask her to send my stuff out.
I just woke up from a terrible dream.
Me and a couple other people answered an ad online to see a circus. Turns out it was in this old guy’s back yard. Bad things happened, he was holding me captive, there was sexual assault that I couldn’t remember because he was drugging me, and the other two people were in on it.
Then we ended on a vacation together to this lake, which was ring shaped. I couldn’t leave to go home but I could wander around the lake so I did. My friend Kate was there, but she was severely physically disabled. We had a good time playing in the water.
Then I was using a boogie board and I somehow shot up into the mud, up into the sky, and across the lake into the marshes on the other side. The water was really murky but really warm. Kate was over there too, and we weren’t exactly sure how to get back to the camps so we asked at a train station ticket booth. Right as we were about to buy tickets, I saw Yuba and Tejon in the street and they got into a big fight. Yuba came to me but Tejon ran off and jumped into the murky water, swimming away.
It didn’t look right though so I ran after him, and then my mom was there and as I stripped down and jumped into the water, I saw the worst thing. A hippopatomus swimming towards me, with a scared and hurt Tejon in it’s mouth. It spit him out, and then grabbed him, and this time swallowed him. I just stood there, crying.
Worst fucking dream ever.
I had plans today to actually get stuff done, including a few errands for my mom. But I also had plans to meet someone from Ravelry for lunch.
I should have known today was going to be rough when none of my alarms went off.
But I headed over to Rosamond to meet my new friend and we actually had a really nice meal and great conversation. The diner was super conservative but the food was great. And I finally got to try sweet potato fries! Omg so good!
After about 2 hours, we went out separate ways so I could get the rest of my stuff done. I headed over to AVC to get my Spanish text and things immediately started going wonky.
I was parked in 5 minute parking and the bookstore told me they couldn’t take a DoR check without both my state ID and a valid student ID. I didn’t have a student ID. I also didn’t have a dollar for parking so I had to move my car to visitor parking and walk way too far in the 105° heat to get an ID made.
Walked back to the bookstore and now they can’t take the check because my address on the check doesn’t match the address on my DL. Finally they decide to accept it. I get my book and leave.
My next stop is Lowe’s for planters and potting soil for my roses. I find what I need right away and go to check out…. And my card is declined. I check my balance. I have way more money in there than my attempted purchase. I try the card as debit and credit and finally step out of line to call the bank.
The bank tells me it was declined for a wrong PIN… And that my PIN was never set on the card. Except it was and I’m nearly positive I used it successfully with that PIN at least once. We reset the PIN. I’m able to make my purchase.
Next stop is WinCo. I grab the items my mom needed plus a few other things. Checkout with no issues. Okay. Maybe my day is turning back around.
Gas station. I go in and put $30 on the pump. Pick up the handle, and gasoline from the last person who pumped pours all set my feet. I may have yelled “Motherfucker!” and people may have stared at me. Filled my tank. Went to McDonald’s for an iced coffee and went home.
I was able to repot my rose bushes and water them, but I forgot to drill some drainage holes in the pots so I’ll have to do that tomorrow. They’re looking really good though. Lots of new green leaves and some blooms!
Tomorrow I need to drive to CoC to pick up my other textbooks. Hopefully it goes a lot smoother than today did.
Things have started to arrive. I bought the 4 pack of binders (not pictured), and the 5 pack of spiral-bound notebooks.
The composition books, pens, stickers, printer ink, and charger cord all came from some of the kind souls I talked about in my last post.
I currently have two packages I need to pick up at the package depot on Friday, and a package via UPS should be delivered that day too. Plus there’s two other packages in transit.
I made quick reference sheets with the class name, days, times, and location on it to slip into my binder covers. That took a few seconds and will be helpful in making sure I always grab the right binder.
I gave up on my falling apart, shedding vinyl everywhere purse and move what was crucial into the super cute little bag that Perla got me from Mexico.
Tomorrow my mom has the day off from work and I’m going to try to get some cleaning done as well as gather donations.
Tuesday I met with Jami and Tracy and gave them the ridiculous amount of stuff I had set aside for them. I came home with 4 or 5 strings of beads, some lip balm Tracy made me, and that was it. I would call that a win. And Tracy had kindly offered to buy the huge mess of super bulky acyrlic yarns I have.
I went on Amazon and I made a little wishlist of items I still need for school. It was stuff like notebooks, a pencil sharpener, pens, some less serious stuff like planner stickers too.
I posted the wishlist link in a couple of my social profiles and some incredibly kind soul whom I barely know purchased most of the items on the list.
I feel like the Grinch when his heart grew so many sizes. I know none of the items were very expensive, but knowing someone had enough faith in me to pick up a few of these things – it’s incredible.
We see so much hate in the world every day but there’s still people like that person doing good deeds that make it seem worthwhile. I’m making a note of their name so I can return the favor later this year when money isn’t so tight.
And for all you haters who think Ravelry is a horrible place, it happened there because we take care of each other. We’re a community. Parts of us are like families.
Update: every damn item on my school supplies wishlist was purchased plus some items off my regular wishlist. I can’t thank you all enough!
I finished my exam, which didn’t take long. I’ll be driving in to turn it in this evening. I know I’m getting a good grade but I’m still curious about my other grades in the class and whether or not I might get a B. A B would make me so happy.
I purchased and ordered yarn for my first sweater. The pattern seems to be more recipe than pattern, so I should be able to easily make a few minor changes. It’s basically a tube (it’s of the shoulder) with a cable across the chest.
I feel so much better in the days since dropping the friend I wrote about before. I’m just so much less stressed and I’m not worrying about making sure they’re okay 24/7. I was basically babysitting them all day while they bitched about how horrible everyone treated them. At first I felt bad because it seems like they actually need a lot of help but I just couldn’t deal with them constantly playing the victim about every little detail in their life. It’s definitely better without them. I can get things done now.
The kittens are growing like crazy and while the dogs are outside during the day the kittens have the run of the house. They’re basically complete little Psychopaths running around, jumping off of things, wrestling, climbing, getting tripped over, and doing all things cat. The littlest one, he’s so cute, has been a little behind the curve in learning to do all things cat. But he’s slowly catching up, wrestling with his brother and sister, and starting to climb and explore. I’ll be sad when they all go outside to become barn cats like we intended from the beginning.
My doggos turned 2 years old on the 25th. It’s hard to believe they’re no longer puppies at all, considering they constantly act like puppies, racing around, playing, fighting, Wrestling, doing all the things that puppies do, pretty much 24/7 unless they’re sleeping or eating. I felt like a really bad dog mom because I totally forgot to wish them happy birthday and I didn’t even give them extra treats that day! The horror of it!
I got a really cool backpack to tote around my stuff for school in the coming semesters. It was a little pricey but honestly good backpacks have always been a little pricey. I remember when I was in high school a JanSport would cost about $45 and that was in the mid-to-late 90s. I especially like the one I got because it has a special pocket that’s padded to hold a laptop, a smaller padded pocket for a tablet, it’s got pockets for water bottles, and as large as enough to hold a couple of binders or books. It’s also my favorite color.
It’s currently 1:30 in the morning and I’m awake because after only getting 5 hours sleep yesterday, I went to bed at 10 p.m. last night only to wake up at 1 a.m. hot, headachy, and having to pee really bad. I went pee, and I’ve cooled down, but I still have the headache. Will likely take some ibuprofen in a little bit. There will definitely be an app in order this afternoon!
I made the decision to end a friendship last night. I had a friend, whom I’ve known for about 4 years. In this time, this person has constantly overreacted, accused literally everyone who they interact with of constantly attacking them if they don’t tell them what they want to hear, and doing their damnedest to remain a victim in relation to virtually everything. People have offered to help them, and there’s always an excuse why they can’t do it.
The dumb memes saying you don’t need that kind of negativity in your life? That’s what it came down to. This person is addicted to drama, trauma, and negativity and while I wish them the best, I just can’t keep walking around on eggshells afraid they’re going to bite my face off over any comment I make.
It’s been getting more and more stressful to interact with them and it’s taking a toll on my mental health to continue trying to safeguard theirs when all I get back is being told I’m unhelpful, triggering, telling them what to do, and apparently recently I’ve started making fun of their disabilities. I can’t even begin to make sense or if the way they think. As a person with my own disability, I would never belittle or laugh at someone because of theirs.
Anyway… My evenings will be quieter now and I’ll find something else to fill them. Maybe I’ll actually get some crafting done now instead of trying to babysit them while they blame everyone else for all their problems.