Hi there!
I'm coming back. I don't have much time to write anymore, so I decided to make time. Weird concept, I know.
I forget things a lot, unless they are cool, in which case I remember specific details. Like the surface temperature of Venus is 847 degrees Fahrenheit and since Russia was the first to send a probe to the planet there is a silver bust of Lenin on the surface somewhere that has since melted into a puddle. I read that venus book over a year ago.
Anyway, It was bad to forget the important stuff I was supposed to do when I got home from work. Like get groceries or important paperwork for the bank and work. I had planned to get one of those mini tape recorder gizmos. I could say into it, "after work pick up 40lbs of dog food." I told this idea to loo thinking it was a good one. She didn't think so because I would forget to rewind it and it costs money. She got one of my dad's little calendar books and now I have several days on each page that I can write notes in. So the days of forgetting to take out the trash and clean the cat box and the oft forgotten date night are over. At least in theory. I have to get into the habit of checking it and writing stuff down in it. I already feel less stressed.
Update: There are usually six people in our house all the time. Three couples. Mom and Dad, Loo and I, and Kevin and Oscar. The house feels a lot smaller now. Add two dogs, two cats, a monitor lizard, two snakes and fish and you have a full house.
Funny story: My brother and his boyfriend decorated the house with hearts and pink stuff for Valentines day. There are strings of hearts stretched all over the house. They called me out front to the family room to ask me what I thought about the job they did. We all had some beers on board. I took a look at all that pink stuff and I wore a disgusted face and said, "God, this room is so GAY!" and we all laughed. My brother high-fived me.
Later Kev's boyfriend and him made a cake and it was all rainbow sprinkles and cuteness. While I was eating breakfast with Loo and Dad and Oscar I said, "Man, everything you make turns gay!" and we all laughed. Than loo said, "You know, Oscar made the coffee this morning."
"Oh, no," I said, "Does that mean the coffee is gay too?"
"Yeah," Oscar said, "But I like it straight!"
We all laughed at that and I had to high five him.
The two of them were at my work getting some tires put on Kev's truck and the two of them were huddled up outside watching videos on their iPhones and one of my co workers comes up to me and says, "Hey, is that Kevin's gay boyfriend?"
"No, that's his straight boyfriend," I said. He looked so confused.
Dreading it... another update
8 years ago
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