My house is so messy I really need to spend a day doing a major de-cluttering and deep cleaning, but I’m just not in the mood for housework lately. It seems like when the sun goes down before 5:00 in the winter time that I get bummed out and just want to cocoon. I’m just not productive after dark in the winter time.
Maybe I should dedicate 2 or 3 hours of a Sunday morning to the cleaning. most weekends I am out late on Saturday night and I need Sunday morning for sleeping in and getting my rest. I feel like I actually recharge my body’s energy batteries by sleeping late on Sundays. But I have to carve out some time for housework someplace and it looks like Sunday morning is the most likely target.
There is a Redbox just about everywhere I look these days. There is one at the gas station just 1 mile from my house. There is another one just a half mile away from there, and then when you get 2 miles away in that direction there are a whole bunch of them in the big neighborhood shopping center.
If I decided to go west instead, there is a Redbox at the Walgreens drug store and also at the McDonalds. If neither one of them are working or have run out of the movie I want, there is one at the airport and you don’t even have to pay for short term parking to get to it.
I signed up with my email and cell phone for specials and announcements, so I always know what are the latest releases and what are the most popular movies. Plus, I get discount codes. Sometimes it is 50 cents off one night or a dollar off on a week night. I like the way you can return the movie to any Redbox – you don’t have to take it back to the place where you rented it. I don’t know how they keep track of all those movies being dropped off all over town, but that’s not my problem.
Seems like the local independent radio station has stepped up to the plate and is sponsoring free concerts every Thursday night in September. These are not cheesy local bands and high school garage bands. They are national acts that are coming for a free 2 hour concert, at the invitation of the radio station that actually plays their music.
I like the idea of a concert on Thursdays. It is so much better to have something nice to do on a Thursday night that is entertaining but does not keep you up really late and there is no hangover the next morning, either. Sure, you can buy a beer from a street vendor, but it’s not like going out to the clubs and getting drunk. It’s more about hearing good music and being outside and enjoying downtown.
Its too bad that the local independent radio station is the only one who ever does anything like these free concerts for the community. The big network radio stations are such greedy motherfuckers that I never see them sponsoring anything good. It’s all about profit to these fuckers and what can they take – not what they can give. I hate commercial network radio. Their music sucks, there’s no good DJs anymore, and they don’t take requests from listeners. They suck.
So here we have September and we have Labor Day. This is supposed to mean the end of summer. You know, the nights get chilly, the mornings have dew and fog, the pools all close for the year. I hate the way school starts and within a couple of days the mornings get this odd chill in the air. Which especially sucks if you have to wait at the end of the road for a fucking school bus to come around. It’s so chilly that you need a jacket and your fingers and toes get cold anyway. And then when you get on the buy, your fucking nose starts running and you never have a tissue handy. Can we say flashback to the misery of childhood? LOL
So I will continue to milk as much summer as I can out of this year and I defy summer to be over. I intend to go the lake every weekend and keep working on my tan and I will go fishing as much as possible. I will wear shorts and flip flops until my toes turn numb from the cold and I am forced to wear socks. I do not want summer to end!
This has been a crazy day and I am so fucking burned out that I am going to take off from work tomorrow and just go fishing. I am so tired of all the problems with the customers who are never happy and do nothing but complain and insult me. I can’t bear the thought of answering the phone at all tomorrow. I’m so done with this crap.
I have built up a lot of personal leave from work, so I don’t feel bad calling out tomorrow. I am calling it my day to recharge the emotional batteries that are drained so dry from all the bitching and threats that these people did today when the problem isn’t even my fault and all I am trying to do is help the ungrateful motherfuckers.
See what I mean? I need an attitude adjustment and the best way I can think of to make that happen is to call out in the morning and just go to the Lake and catch some fish. A couple of hours of staring out at the water and sitting on the lake shore is my salvation.