It wasn't quite this bad, but I WAS t-boned by an old fart in a motorized grocery cart tonight. I had the right of way. He was zooming out of a secondary aisle and made no attempt to brake. Thank god it was just my cart and not my ass. Asshole looked at me like he'd done no wrong, and I said, in my most sarcastic voice, "Go ahead." He told me to go, but I didn't trust him, so I stood my ground until he went. What a miscreant.
I'll back up a little. My girl JoJo and I made plans to hit the GreenLine. I showed up at her house and she was still in her work clothes, wheelin' and dealin' on the phone. Working a real estate deal. A big one that's taken countless hours. When she hung up, I suggested we blow off the workout and hang out and catch up. She'd be there to handle the flurry of calls she'd get. I didn't have to twist her arm. We had so much fun. I ran to Kroger (scene of the accident) and bought goat cheese (chevre), kalamata tapenade and mushrooms. One of my fav things to eat. And of course, beer.
We dished and analyzed each other. Major undertaking. We're both so protective of each other. But she's given up on telling me to take my time and be careful. Because I always plunge in head-first. Maybe this time will be different. If it's not, she'll be there to catch me when I fall.
We had lots to toast. Her big fat commission (to be applied to taxes). My new rental income (to be applied to taxes). I'll sign the lease in the morning. I suppose I should read it first.
Oh, well. The most fun thing about today is the silly video JoJo took with her iPad. She's gonna figure out how to upload it to YouTube. If I don't look/sound like an idiot, I might post a link. Actually, when we watched it, it was pretty funny. Since I was wearing black yoga pants, my butt didn't look as huge as it feels.
Ok. All of a sudden I'm exhausted. It's been a crazy, wonderful day. Hope your's has been every bit as good...
Welcome to my world!
My life's been crazy since my Daddy moved in with me immediately after my mother's death in October 2010. My one and only kiddo headed to college at Carolina at the end of August. So...I lived on my own, for the first time in my life, for a total of a blissful six weeks. Then, I started the parenting gig with my dad. He's a combination of a grouchy old man, a surly teenager and a temperamental toddler. Needless to say, I get very close to the brink of insanity sometimes. I get through life by finding the humor in difficult circumstances. And for some reason, I wind up in the weirdest situations. I couldn't make this stuff up. So I wind up having lots and lots crazy adventures which make great stories to share with my friends. Writing about my life is so therapeutic. My ramblings range from funny to sad to angry (full of cuss words) to sweet. While my focus is dealing with the trials and tribulations of being a parent to my Daddy, I have lots of random, totally unrelated posts. Whatever's on my mind. I love to make people laugh, and I'm happy to think my readers will get my strange sense of humor. And maybe, people who are in my situation will be encouraged. That's all I can hope for...
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