Imagine anyone else in our lived who heard or read us they’d be thinking we lead a secret weird life lol!!! Which for me is true lol!!!
You're making me think of that short story they make you read in HS, ah I remember now "The secret life of Walter Mitty." I never understood how that story was great, an hated it. I'd rather read the Bell Jar or something. But yes we are mild mannered people with secret vaping adventures.
Okay I'm gonna ease myself into it. I already spilled my shame on the PV thread. I will try to be more concise. I suck with alarms. I ALWAYS use two because I am capable of mis-setting one, or changing the time by an hour, etc. This usually works.
LAST NIGHT I managed (it was extra difficult because I was changing my times in preparation for my new full time work week next week) and I managed to set NEITHER of them correctly. I can count on the fingers of one hand I have done this. But I managed. Rather unfortunately (and also, if you aske me unfairly because the meeting was scheduled AFTER the end of my work day I even checked my email at 3:30 because I was stressing, but ALSO to be fair, had I arrived to work on time I would have seen it, probably.)
Anyway my "alarm" was head boss and I had just woken up and no liquids yet so I always sound like I have bunch of marbles and glue in my mouth then, well we had a lovely conversation where he had to keep repeating "I don't understand you." We rescheduled for tomorrow.
I'm not very happy about this (obviously). I gotta start seriously tapering this valium which is ruining my life while I still feel sort of happy about the valium (much like alcohol I guess.) I think I'm just gonna tell them "Look my doc prescribed a med, it's not working, and I'm trying to taper it but he is out of the country for two weeks." I mean what else can I do?
Sigh. I feel my bargaining powers have lessened. I also feel like a SUPER idiot but what can you do, really? Nothing is what I can do. I wil set all my clocks, like NOW. Then start tapering.
To add isnsult to injury some Jehovah's Witnesses arrived at my door. They were "Spanish speaking ONLY!!!" They kept peering around my area, like I have forty seven illegals stashed somewhere who desperately wanted to like, learn about their ways.
I did not even have the heart to yell at them. Because I have a feeling I may have entered my own particular universe and HELL is freezing over.
I can't even tell the husband. If I do, he will FREAK PTSD wise. I feel like I SHOULD tell him, but I cannot. Plenty of time for him to yell after I am fired.
Oh GOD. LOL.
Anna
