Work yesterday was pretty good. It took WAY too long, though!! I wasn't busy enough to make the day go by quickly.

I did manage, however, to do a little shopping while Bossy Man was in an appointment. I ran to Wally World to exchange a shirt I bought that ended up to be too small. Imagine THAT!!!

And I picked up my lunches for the rest of the week, so I am set. I don't have to set foot in that place again until the weekend, but most likely I will.

I got a call from Jenner. She was bouncy happy. I have NO idea why, except that she's a bit on the moody side and she must be UP. Anyway, she was telling me that she thought that she had shingles. That a nurse she works with said that's what SHE thought she had. She has been having back muscle pains, but no rash. Anyway, so she called the doctor and got in right away and, yup, she has shingles. The doctor gave her some Tylenol with codeine but she doesn't think she needs it, but it WILL help her sleep, anyway. And we just gabbed about a lot of stuff and she was being silly, goofy. It was nice to hear her happy, since usually all I get is Crabby Jenner.

And she told me that Jason had bought the ex's truck.

I thought that was fine, until I started thinking about it. That truck is marital property and he had no right to sell it unless he gives me half the money.

LOL Like I will see THAT. Not that I really care, but if the roles were reversed, you can BET that the ex would throw a FRICKIN FIT if I sold anything and kept the money for it.

Like the big TV downstairs that I DO NOT WATCH. And do not need.

Anyway, it is what it is.

I am not going to say a word about it, unless he gets nasty with me and insists on unreasonable things.

Oh, in talking with my mom last night, it turns out that the ex is possibly moving back to our hometown, which is where my mom still lives.

I was so happy to hear that. I am glad that he will be out of my little town here. It looks like it could happen as early as December.

YIPEE!!!

I get so tired of feeling tense whenever I see a red Grand Prix driving by.

The only thing is Jenner would miss her father immensely. However, SHE is talking about moving to Arizona, so she would not be seeing her father much anyway.

Anyway, so Jenner and I are trying to find time to get together this week and do an exchange. She has some of my stuff like pie plates and stuff like that that I would like back so I can use them and I have a gift card for her I said she could have since I don't frequent that particular business.

Oh, I went to the eye doctor yesterday for my check up and to order new contacts. My old prescription expired and I am getting low. I have never been to this particular place before since it was not covered by my vision insurance. My company switches carriers so I had to go to a different provider.

Okay, here's my story: I have had astigmatism for years. And I spent quite a few years trying to get the right toric lenses that will work with my eyes. Most of the ones we tried would move too frequently and my vision would be blurry for most of the day. I could not have that, it drive me NUTS!!!

Anyway, so the doctor is checking my vision with that medieval looking device in which you look through and he says, "Which is better? One or two?" You all know what I am talking about.

He is checking things out and things are going along just fine, even though I always feel like I am trying to pass a test and am afraid of failing. Goofy, yes?

Well, the doc starts making comments like, "Wow." "Hmmmmm" and "We are backing off."

I have no idea what he is talking about, but he is getting more and more excited as we go through this.

After he takes the torture device away he tells me that he just saw something that "Hardly ever happens." He said that the astigmatism in my right eye is totally gone. And in my left eye? Only half of what it was.

So, no toric lens for my right eye at all. THAT in itself will make my contacts cheaper (although the insurance pays for them up to $120 anyway).

So, right now in my right eye is a NORMAL contact lens.

Okay, not a HUGE deal, but you take your little wins where you can!!!

So, it's all good and I am happy with that exam, even though it took well over an hour. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

After that, I ran home, got in the shower, took care of my doggies and then headed over to Dave's, where I scared the living crap outta him because I walked into his garage just as he was walking out of his house and he didn't expect me quite then.

Pay back, baby!!!

We had a good evening together. He was going to make ethernitsa and potato dumplings for us when Doug called and requested his help with moving a hot tub for repair. So, Dave ran down there. Then he came back and we made our dinner. I made a white sauce for his peas, which he loves, except for that I scorched the milk (oops) and it tasted like CRAP!!! LOL

We ate, then my mom called me. So, I talked to her for a while. Then Dave's daughter called and he talked to her for a long time. She was venting about her mother and Dave wanted her to be able to talk to him and get it out.

By the time we were all done helping people and talking on the phone with relatives, it was around 9:00 and our evening alone was pretty much gone and wasted to a certain extent.

I feel a little cheated but I will get over it.

this morning, I went over to wake Dave up to have coffee with me. Today he is getting his ex-wife's stuff together that she had left in the house. The woman took nearly all the furniture, all the lamps, all the household goods when she left a year and half ago, and now she wants even more. She is asking for the dining room set and the bunkbeds. Dave is finally putting his foot down and told her that if it was not listed in the divorce decree, then she is not getting it. So, her response is to send an email to him, saying she is coming over THIS week to get the rest of her personal items.

Fine with Dave, except that she is NOT going to go in the house without him there, and he told her that he will have to see how HIS schedule is.

She really is demanding. Every time she wants something, she wants it RIGHT now. She had previously sent out a text to April, telling her that she was tired from moving, so can April come over to help her pack? She needed help RIGHT THEN because she was moving in the next two days. She waited until the last minute to pack, even though she KNEW she was moving for six months. She also waited until the last moment to even LOOK for a place to live.

And then requested help. She really can't deal with stuff on her own, even though she is a 52 year old woman.

Whatever.

Yeah, THIS is turning into a bitch-fest, isn't it?

I just got off the phone with Jenner. She is crabby today. Figures. It was, therefore, a really SHORT conversation. She's back to being moody. I hate to say it, but I don't like to talk to her when she gets that way.

I invited her to come with us to the Haunted Hayride on Saturday night. I don't know for sure if WE are even going, and I told her that, but if we do, she and Jason are more than welcome to come along.

She said okay.

Well, I am getting my list of things to do ready for when Dave is gone from Sunday to Thursday, duck hunting in Canada.

All the ladies have said that they are really looking forward to their guys being gone for a while. And I know I am. I will miss him, yes, but I will have time to get stuff done that I have been putting off because I have been spending so much time with Dave.

So, the list, it's a growing!!!

The main thing is to get the basement cleaned out. And now that I know that the ex is moving out of town, AND that he feels he had the right to sell marital property without consulting me, I claim the right to clean out stuff out of the laundry room that has been sitting for YEARS for no reason. Jim had told me previously that I CANNOT even throw a single thing out without his permission.

Bull shit. You just lost that right, dude.

Hell, he wouldn't even remember what was in the basement. There is nothing there of importance anyway. It's all going!!!

Oh, and HIS stuff. I will be putting it in the garage. He will need to figure out a way to get his items since he can't contact me, nor can he come over.

My mom was feeling kinda sorry for him since he can't get his stuff, but I feel he brought it upon himself with his own actions, and forcing me into getting this restraining order against him.

He had the chance to fight it, but he chose not to. He also had the choice to be nice to me and not make this into a personal attack, but again, he chose not to do so. Even for the sake of our daughter. Nope. It was all about HIM. And now he is paying for it. Not my fault.

Okay. I am feeling kinda resentful at this moment for some reason. I think I will end this and move on with my day.

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