Another weird day on the books

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

I woke up this morning when Ron left.  I don't know why, but I do sometimes, but usually fall right back to sleep, and that's that.  Nope, not today.  I heard his truck leave, but it didn't sound the way it usually does he leaves.  He usually guns the engine repeatedly - vroom, vroom, vroom - (like a man in a truck!) and this morning, it was more like a teenage girl was trying to drive a truck.  Very timidly giving it gasoline, stuff like that.  Also sounded like he went to Hoover Road and then -poof- I didn't hear the truck any more.  What the hell?  I started fretting that he got attacked out in the driveway and someone stole his truck.  But why in the world would someone do that on a morning (middle of the night) that is subzero temperatures?  Why would they even BE OUT in those temps?  You know the kinds of thoughts that go through one's brain at a time like that.  I kept telling myself that I was crazy, nothing like that happened, the truck was just cold, quit worrying, but the thoughts kept coming back.  I finally got up and looked outside just to make sure Ron's battered body wasn't lying out in the driveway - and it wasn't.  Thank God!  Of course, it was an hour later by then, and if it had been, he'd have been frozen to death.....I just couldn't win against my brain this morning!  I texted him when I got back into bed just to make sure he was okay, and he called me back wanting to know why the hell I was awake.  He also told me that the truck was running like crap this morning and actually quit on him three times on his way to work, at just about every stop sign, going the back way - down Hoover Road (lol - I'm not crazy!).  Great.  Hopefully it's just something these subzero temps are causing.  Hopefully.  Knowing our luck, though...
And then, lying there in bed, I couldn't go back to sleep.  Brother!  Even though I had allayed my fears, it just wasn't happening.  I turned the light on and read for a while - even finished my book while. Til eight-thirty while.  Since my alarm was set for eleven thirty (to remind me to get ready to go), I had to get more sleep!  I finally made myself doze back off, but it wasn't good sleep, just dozy-wakey weird-ass dreams sleep, and I was glad when the alarm went off, but I sure didn't want to get up.  But my sister was counting on me today, so there was no choice.

I got up, dressed very warmly (2 pair of socks, 2 pair of pants -a pair of sweats, a pair of jeans, 3 shirts -a muscle shirt, a T-Shirt, a long-sleeved shirt), as well as my coat, scarf, gloves and hat.  I did wear my full shoe canvas slip-ons, not my gym shoes, but I figured everywhere would have clear walks, plus I keep my car's heater blowing on my feet.  Hey, if your feet are warm, you stay warm.  Right?
Off I went!  I made the last two stops on my 'donations for the Quarter Auction' list, and I got up to Georgetown and got me a bite of lunch.  I had a wonderful fish (cod) sandwich and fries at Country Inn, which was my last stop on above list.  I texted Ron to see if he was around Georgetown for lunch, and he called back to say he was DONE for the day, and could I come and pick him up?  I told him that I still had to go up to Ruth's and all.  He had confused what time her appointment was and what time I was leaving, but he decided to leave his truck there and ride along with me.  How nice!
We got up to Ruth's and got her to her appointment.  I sure hope it works out good for her.  Her birthday is Thursday, and I have forgotten to send her a card.  I suck.
Then we came straight home.

We made a mac&cheese 'casserole' for supper tonight - using smoked sausage instead of spam.  It was pretty good.  Warm and filling.
My TOPS meeting ended up being canceled, so I got to stay home warm & cozy with my hubby all night tonight.  I've had a nagging feeling I'm forgetting something, but I don't know what, since I only go to TOPS on Tuesdays.  Oh, well, whatever it is, I'm sure I'll remember tomorrow.  That's how it happens, right?

An evening of TV (and a bowl/bag of microwave popcorn) and playing on the pute, and this chickie is ready for bed.  And some real sleep.  Even though I had good sleep between 1 and 4 last night, that was it....and it wasn't enough.  I hope I can catch it up tonight.  I hope.  But, since I don't have to get up in the morning - since I have NO plans for tomorrow - and now I'll have NO car tomorrow, anyway, I can do as I wish in the morning!  Yay, me.

I didn't put my food into MFP - I didn't feel like trying to find the fish sandwich.  BooHoo.  I am okay with skipping a day.
After all, tomorrow is another day.  Hey, I've heard that somewhere before.
Oh, my, Katie Scarlett.....