Long Hours

The past two weeks have been long work hours. I end up helping other people or reviewing their work and it puts me behind in my own work.

I still like the company I work for whichis good. It's horrible to be at a place you hate.

It feels so wrong but I haven't watched any of American Gods yet. I did start reading it though and am enjoying it. At times I feel like someone trying to hide a guilty pleasure because I will hide from others at work so I can read it.

Ballroom Dancing Continued and More

So doing the Waltz feels magical... it's like you're floating and spinning through air.

Life is interesting in a way I'm not crazy about at the moment. At the end of January I had to say goodbye to Sammy. He acted strange one Tuesday night... walking on all four legs but tilting to the right like he was a little drunkard. I had hoped I'd finally gotten his pain medication right. No such luck.

I found out the following Monday his cancer came back worse and more aggressive than before. I'd said goodbye on Saturday and let my parents do it too. I was originally supposed to go to the Women's March that weekend but things turned out for the best; I can't imagine having the pet sitter take care of that.

So life is strange. I got Sammy because I missed the sound of Corgi paws when my ex-husband was travelling for work. And now it's just me in this house. I couldn't sleep for a while because I missed hearing his breathing. I'm back on a regular sleeping schedue, at least.

Edit: Forgot to mention that when this was happening I'd had a growth removed from the side of my nose. Dermatologist started off with it being cancer then backed off stating it could be related to my roscea. Turns out it was benign. Fuck Cancer!

Ballroom Dancing

One thing I've wanted to try but felt weird doing it by myself was ballroom dancing. The ex wasn't ever interested in it.

Earlier this month there was a group dance lesson for Yelp so I signed up and brought my boyfriend. We learned the Cha-Cha (switching partners every few minutes) and signed up for the 2 for $20 private lessons. We spent more time on the dance and this next week we're going to learn the waltz.

I'm really glad I signed up for that afternoon.


I guess even when you're divorced you still wake up mad at someone for something they did in a dream.

Dissolution/Divorce was official one day shy of our 23rd wedding anniversary. The other day I woke up mad at him. First time I've dreamt about him in a while.

I usually have work related dreams these days.


I don't understand it. Why can't I see any of my friends feed beyond 8/26/16? I've got a year's worth or so to catch up on.


Every few months I try to use the mobile app and get ticked off. Today it told me my ID didn't exist. Must by why I can never view any friend feeds on my phone. *sigh*



Found out today my corneas are slightly thicker than the standard cornea. As a result, my eye pressures tend to run towards the high end of the normal range.

Sunday Sunday

Pretty typical day getting ready for the rest of the week. It's a perfect mixture of sun and fall temperatures. When I get home I'm going to throw open the windows and let the house air out.

Yesterday I got contact lenses for the first time in 10 or 15 years. I think they are the wrong script. Close up is great. Distance is blurry and sometimes double. Shouldn't I be able to read street signs? lol

Great Friday

On the way to work I drove down an alley and to my surprise there were two Corgi behinds taking a walk. I can spot a Pembroke pair of pants from almost any angle. Told them an he had gorgeous dogs. They, of course, were good little Corgis and let loose with the barks in case I was trouble.

Then shortly after the workday started my most recent former supervisor told me she was down the hall so I went with the other Corgi owner to see her. Lots of smiles and hugs.

Both events brought happiness and joy.