A busier day than expected

Friday, January 3, 2014

I woke up this morning around 9:30.  I laid in bed and read a bit, getting up about an hour later.  I did some work in the checkbook, trying to balance it with the last statement, but it just wouldn't work.  I'm still off by $6.00 and it's driving me crazy, so I decide to put it away for now, and not let it drive me totally bonkers!
I have a few errands to run, so I go bundle up and get going.  When I get into the car to go, it tells me that it is 12 degrees!  12!  At almost noon!  Yipes!!  And it's not supposed to be "really" cold until Monday...yeah, right.  Luckily, I've only got to go outside and run errands twice today, is what I'm thinking.
I get my errands done, and debate over whether or not to go home and eat lunch, or get something while I'm out.  I finally decide to go ahead and spend 10 bucks on myself and I go to LaRosa's for a tuna hoagy, since I was that far down in Amelia.  I haven't been to LaRosa's in a long, long time - probably almost a year - and thought 'why not?' so I did.  Probably wasn't very wise of me.  For one thing - they now add freaking carrots to their tuna!  Carrots!  Ugh.  Yep, I picked a BUNCH of them out.  Carrots in tuna.  God.  For another, I had to have fries with my sandwich, because LaRosa's has about the worse salads on the planet.  Just my opinion, of course, but there it is.  Maybe if you get one of the larger salads, but a side salad, nope.

My friend Bert had given me her Kroger card to use the next time Ron and I needed gasoline, so that we could save 40 cents per gallon and get gasoline in both vehicles at the same time.  I gave her a ride while her car was down - not going out of my way, mind you - and she wanted to 'repay' me somehow.  She is crazy, because I felt as though I was kinda repaying her somehow, too, by helping her out.  But, okay, Bert, we'll do that.  Anyway, I thought I could get my gasoline while I was in Amelia today, then Ron could get his tonight, so I called her and asked her that question, and she said, no, it's got to be all at the same time.  Well, phooey.  That doesn't happen often.  How are we gonna do that?  Hmmmm.  I call Ron to try to figure that out, and of course, he's not answering right now (he IS at work, you know) so he'll have to call me back.

I got back home between 1:30 and 2.  I settled down, playing on the pute, for the afternoon.  He finally called back, and I explained what was happening, why I called and all that.  He said he'd call me when he was leaving work and we'd figure it out then.
He called a little after 5 and was ready to drive straight on down to Amelia.  He didn't want to come home, get warm, then go back out in the cold.  I guess I can't really blame him too much there.  I wouldn't want to, either.  Once home after work, I'd want to stay there.
So, I bundle up and off I go again.  Ron and I get both our vehicles filled for 60 bucks!!  It didn't hurt that he had close to half a tank already...lol.  We get back home at 6:30, which was good, because I'll have to leave again in about twenty minutes to go meet my sisters as planned (the second errand I mentioned earlier).

We hadn't even been home five minutes when my cell phone rang.  It was my sister - she was on her way to our 'meeting' and her fuel light had come on as soon as she left work (her third day!) and she didn't think she'd make it.  Can I come meet her up in Bethel and get her enough gasoline to get to where we're supposed to be?  Well, okay.  I sure wasn't expecting that one!  I bundle up once again - twenty minutes earlier than I thought I was going to have to - and take off again.  I go 'rescue' my sister, then off we go to our meeting with our other sister at the store.  While there, we also run into one of our brothers, his wife, and one of their kids, too!  Wow - a family reunion, right there in the store!  We spend a little while, standing around talking instead of all doing our shopping.  It was a pretty good time.  The store was probably tired of us.  I still chuckle to think of it.
We finally get done with all of our shopping, get our cars loaded up, and then - are we stupid or what? - we three sisters stand around the parking lot and talk some more!!  Finally, shivering like mad bastards, we each get in our own vehicles and go home.  I didn't get home until after 9!
I was pretty hungry, and feeling a little peckish, so just made myself a couple of hamburger patties that I had just bought, with some bacon & Colby Jack cheese slices and had 'bacon cheeseburgers.'  I tore the crusts off the bread, and just ate the bread right around the patties.  I also had some Munchoes, too.  About 2 servings worth.  Blew the total hell outta my diet.  Hoagy and fries.  Bacon cheeseburgers and a munchie.  I knew it.

Yep, when I put my food into MFP, I was over.  WAY over, about 7 or 800 calories over, something like that.  Don't remember exactly, but it was a pretty big number.  But you know what?  I don't care.

I have a very grateful heart today.
Some companies around Cincinnati bought the rest of the tickets, so my Bengals game on Sunday is sold out and WILL be televised (no black-out) locally.  The black-out rule is kinda silly for the playoffs, but it still exists, so I am very grateful for these companies.  Most of the companies are GIVING the tickets away somehow, too.  Some, like radio stations, are giving them away hourly.  Others are giving them away to military families, and others just to employees and/or friends.  It's a wonderful gesture to the city.  And to the fans!  My old, fat, broke (not to be confused with broken), orange-and-black heart is so very grateful to all of these companies, even if some didn't publicize the fact and I don't know 'em!
I am grateful, also, to my friend Bert for the privilege of getting our vehicles filled cheaply during a week when it will help us so very much, money-wise.  Not that it wouldn't help any other week, but it helps oh, so much more this week.  With Ron being told not to work on Christmas Eve, this week's check was a LOT shorter than what we are used to.  I sure enjoyed him being home with me, and we all enjoyed him being with us a lot earlier than he has been in the past, but this is when we pay for it in the end.

For now, me and my grateful heart are going to go to bed.  Ron has to work tomorrow - on a Saturday - and I will have to rattle around here pretending it doesn't bother me.  I'll let you know NEXT Friday how much it doesn't bother me, okay?