Long overdue...
Sorry I've been in absentia for so long, I have much to relay. First though, I just want to say that even though I haven't been commenting, I've been following all of your triumphs and tragedies. Thank you for sharing them, and I wish all of you the best.
Lets see... I've been working at the Home Depot for about 3 months now, supervisor of the Floor & Wall and Decor & Blinds departments. A decent enough job, but a good bit less pay than I had at the last gig. So even though work is satisfying enough, I'm constantly broke. The store is often like high school for the gossip and drama, a major shift from the last three years of working from home with zero social interaction. At work anyway. The several folks I've bonded with the best have already left. One quit for a better job with less hassle, and the other two (a fellow supervisor and the store manager ) both "had to" leave as it was discovered they were a couple (big no-no) when his ex-wife showed up at the store to serve him papers. The "incident" ended with the cops being called, assault charges being filed, blood being shed... you know fun stuff. The pisser was that I was out of the store at the time taking a hardwood installation class. My best bud at work now is Dawn, supervisor of Plumbing. Even that's been an issue, as Dawn is a lesbian with a crazily jealous partner. We went out drinkin' for a bit before a late night meeting for work (they hold them after the store is closed) and when her girlfriend found out she went ballistic on Dawn, accusing her of sleeping with me and coming within a hair's breadth of a violent break-up. It seemed bizarre to me, as Dawn is as gay as the day is long, but apparently the girlfriend's last partner left her to go back to her ex-husband. Sheesh...
Along the "ex-" line, I was recently told by my ex-wife that she's pregnant. This is the girl who's so bi-polar that she's on disability. She can't hold a job because of her crippling panic attacks between suicide attempts, so now she's decided on taking on one of the hardest jobs in the world. Yeah, it was aplanned pregnancy to boot. I knew she was trying at one point, guess it finally happened. I don't know why it's bothering me so much. The last time we had sex was over a year before we broke up, and it resulted in pregnancy as well. I knew the marriage was doomed, and considered being a single dad when the baby came. She lost the baby after about 4 1/2 months, which was really for the best all things considered. But I still pain over that if I think too long on it. I don't know if I'm jealous or just disgusted or what, but I can't stop dwelling on this news.
Things with Shannon are good. We don't get to see each other as much as we used to since I have to work most weekends now, but we're balancing the lack of quantity with quality. Trying to anyway...
I've updated my list of things I love to include people who refer to a skull as a "Death's head", Turkey bacon, Animated Hellboy, and The Zombie Survival Guide.
I have to get ready for work... more to come.
Sorry I've been in absentia for so long, I have much to relay. First though, I just want to say that even though I haven't been commenting, I've been following all of your triumphs and tragedies. Thank you for sharing them, and I wish all of you the best.
Lets see... I've been working at the Home Depot for about 3 months now, supervisor of the Floor & Wall and Decor & Blinds departments. A decent enough job, but a good bit less pay than I had at the last gig. So even though work is satisfying enough, I'm constantly broke. The store is often like high school for the gossip and drama, a major shift from the last three years of working from home with zero social interaction. At work anyway. The several folks I've bonded with the best have already left. One quit for a better job with less hassle, and the other two (a fellow supervisor and the store manager ) both "had to" leave as it was discovered they were a couple (big no-no) when his ex-wife showed up at the store to serve him papers. The "incident" ended with the cops being called, assault charges being filed, blood being shed... you know fun stuff. The pisser was that I was out of the store at the time taking a hardwood installation class. My best bud at work now is Dawn, supervisor of Plumbing. Even that's been an issue, as Dawn is a lesbian with a crazily jealous partner. We went out drinkin' for a bit before a late night meeting for work (they hold them after the store is closed) and when her girlfriend found out she went ballistic on Dawn, accusing her of sleeping with me and coming within a hair's breadth of a violent break-up. It seemed bizarre to me, as Dawn is as gay as the day is long, but apparently the girlfriend's last partner left her to go back to her ex-husband. Sheesh...
Along the "ex-" line, I was recently told by my ex-wife that she's pregnant. This is the girl who's so bi-polar that she's on disability. She can't hold a job because of her crippling panic attacks between suicide attempts, so now she's decided on taking on one of the hardest jobs in the world. Yeah, it was aplanned pregnancy to boot. I knew she was trying at one point, guess it finally happened. I don't know why it's bothering me so much. The last time we had sex was over a year before we broke up, and it resulted in pregnancy as well. I knew the marriage was doomed, and considered being a single dad when the baby came. She lost the baby after about 4 1/2 months, which was really for the best all things considered. But I still pain over that if I think too long on it. I don't know if I'm jealous or just disgusted or what, but I can't stop dwelling on this news.
Things with Shannon are good. We don't get to see each other as much as we used to since I have to work most weekends now, but we're balancing the lack of quantity with quality. Trying to anyway...
I've updated my list of things I love to include people who refer to a skull as a "Death's head", Turkey bacon, Animated Hellboy, and The Zombie Survival Guide.
I have to get ready for work... more to come.
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Half pit bull, half chow. Wouldn't bite a biscuit.
I miss that dog, too...
I want a Danna and a Viscount.