Interrupted

My Life Thus Far
2007-02-23 07:07:44 (UTC)

Maybe This Is A Sign

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I really should write earlier. If I did, I'd actually feel
like writing about the whole day and not just the semi-
interesting parts. There isn't much of interest in today,
but a page is better than a paragraph.

Kiki had a good therapy session today! She said "bye-bye"
to her therapist when she put the blocks away. "Pop" when
they played with bubbles, she signed "more please" without
being made to AND she sat in the little toddler chair for
a full 10 minutes! No bad news today. You have no idea how
much of a relief that is for me. Kiki deserves some good
news in her life. It's not all about me. Having so many
difficulties doesn't make things easier on her. Knowing
that progress is being made makes me feel good. Like
there's adequate hope she'll outgrow this.

Work was fast. That's yet another thing I love about my
job. The day never drags on. Even the semi-slow days
aren't unbearable like some jobs I've had. Courtesy
(selling cars) and nubbing (putting size markers on
clothes hangers) at Ross were two of those kinds of jobs.
Long hours, tedious (or very little) work for hours on
end. I've come so far in such a short amount of time. This
is as content as I've been about my life in a long time.
It isn't perfect, but who's life is?

Speaking of work, something really creepy happened almost
as soon as I got there. A client came up to the cash wrap
and wanted to make a payment. I took her card to swipe and
saw that her last name was Blair. Coincidence. That just
so happens to be my mother's last name. I finished her
transaction and moved on to the next client. A nice lady
who was new to VS. She had a free panty coupon and wanted
to give our Body By Victoria bras a try. She paid with a
check and when I looked down at the check to make sure it
was accurate, I saw that her name was Annette. Mom's (and
Annie's) name. Back to back, my mother's name. Blair,
Annette. The only way it could have been any more creep
was if they had been in line the other way around. Annette
Blair. Maybe this is a sign. I don't know what the sign is
trying to tell me, but if it's about my mom, it probably
isn't good.

Before I picked the girls up, I made a little pit stop in
Target. I was looking for a piece of exercise equipment,
but there wasn't any. Not that I wanted anyway. I'm back
on the tangent of wanting a treadmill or elliptical in the
house again. I love going to the gym, but the long hours
away from home are wearing on me and making the evening
routine too rushed. It would be great if I could use my
own equipment while Annie is doing homework and Kiki is in
bed. That would be so great. I'm thinking of just ordering
something online. That might be my best bet, because I
can't find one around here. Wal-mart only has the cheap
stuff that I don't want. I may not be getting the top of
the line gym equipment, but I don't want Tony Little's
Gazelle, either.

Okay. I think I'll go surf a little before I head off to
bed. I'll have to pay for shipping and handling, but if
you ask me, its well worth not having to get it to the
car, figure out how to get it into the car, drag it into
the house and still have to assemble it. Ciao.




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