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My Life Thus Far
2016-10-05 07:52:07 (UTC)

This Shit Is Hard

Driving to the airport last night was the culmination of my shitty day. When I got to Tacoma (more specifically, the interchange joining highway 16 and Interstate 5 north) I was met with a roadblock. A literal roadblock. All northbound on ramps were blocked off. So, at midnight I had to get off the highway and navigate my way through the unfamiliar (and quite frankly, kind of rough) neighborhoods of Tacoma. I took S.38th until I found an on ramp that wasn't blocked off. 30 minutes out of my way, but I found my way back. And I didn't cry... but I came close! Dad was waiting for me at baggage claim and then we started the frustrating drive home. Traffic. For miles. Road construction had all but one lane closed from SeaTac through Federal Way. I wanted to scream. We didn't get home until almost 3am. I seriously hope he's done traveling for awhile. I'm sick of driving to and from the airport at all hours of the night and morning.

Today was a much better day than yesterday, thank goodness. I got about 7 hours of sleep (almost double what I got the night before), and I had the day off, so even though it was busy, my time was my own. It was devoted to errands. Mostly errands for Annie. I had to run into Silverdale and find her a pair of slacks for work. Then drive back to Poulsbo to drop them off to her. Then I went back into Silverdale to go to the bank (Navy Federal branches aren't as widespread as I'd like). I spent over an hour at the bank opening a bank account for Annie. Even the teller helping me said it was an uncharacteristically busy day. After that I went grocery shopping for dinner. A potato kale soup loosely based on Olive Garden's Zuppa Toscana (or, how I remember it), except I used soyrizo "sausage" from Trader Joe's (usually I make my own spicy "sausage" using beefless crumbles). It was an amazing switch up! The soyrizo gave the soup great color (a rusty red) and a depth of flavor I don't think I've achieved in any of my homemade soups. I had a bunch of very ripe bananas that needed to be used, so I made 3 loaves of pumpkin banana bread, too. It was a productive afternoon.

Between cooking and baking, I had to run back into Poulsbo to pick Annie up from work and after everything I'd done today, she was expecting me to take her back into Silverdale (for the third time today. I flat out refused) to look for a Homecoming dress. Sometimes I'm shocked by how entitled she comes off. I know it's not her job to worry about money or how basic life necessities are handled, but she is aware that we have to be very careful with our money and when I asked her if she could possibly reuse one of her dresses from years past, she balked like I'd asked her to go in yoga pants. I told her I wasn't going today because I'd been driving all over the county all day, mostly for her benefit, and I had the soup on the stove at home. She didn't complain, but the dance is on Saturday, so she's going to ask again, and I'm going to have to figure out how to make it happen. Between my inherent selfishness and the inherent selfishness of my kids, I sometimes wonder if I should have even had kids. This shit is hard.




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