Desperate times

Well, stalkers - we haven't had much going on this week unless you count me wanting to kill myself because I'm soooo bored at work.  Sure, they pay me just to sit here all day to do nothing & just look pretty, but it gets really old, really fast...

I'm so bored, in fact, I am desperate to have interaction with anyone.  I'm on facebook 9,842 a day.  I look at Twitter 6,395 times.  I even check Instagram like 9 times a day.  Sigh.  I've EVEN taken to going to YOUR blogs & stalking people you stalk.  Like I said - desperate times, people...

Yesterday was so bad that I texted a friend of mine (& I use the term friend very loosely...) who shall rename nameless Brian Groves because I knew he was home all day...not working...doing nothing...  

At one point I had to actually say to him, "C'mon - TALK to me!  I'm booooored!"  He gave me some lame excuse that he was out doing something.  Mmmm hmmm what evs...I can take the hint...

I'm finally to Friday & I can feel 5:00.  It's sooo close.  And I am giddy.  We have a fun weekend planned.

In order to fill up the remaining hours of my day, I've been thinking of things to blog about.  I could tell you how we worked outside a little bit last night.  B-rad scalped trimmed the hedges & I worked on scalping cutting back my weeping cherry that looked more like a hedge itself.  Is it the wrong time of year to do that kinda thing?  Oh, yea - I don't care.  

Have I ever told you I HATE yard work?  I do.  It's hot, it's dirty, it's got snakes - no thanks.... 

The storm came in while we were outside so we didn't have a chance to pick up all the schrapnel in the yard from our trimmings.  It kinda looks like the storm did it all...that should buy us a day or 5 to get it cleaned up.

I really should just HIRE someone to take care of it for us.  The mulching, weeding, etc.  I mean-I would be helping the economy, after all.  Sad thing is I'd much rather spend my money on Faith Hill tickets than my yard.  Hmph.

My mom's birthday is coming up.  I'm a big advocate of asking people what they want: 

A) I hate thinking about it forever.

B) I want to buy something they want.

C) I am NOT creative when it comes to gifts.

Mom told me a couple of months ago that she knew what she wanted for her birthday?  Perfect, where do I swipe my plastic card?  

She says, "I want to spend time with my kids."  WHOA.  PUMP THE BRAKES.  "I don't care if we all do something together or individually, but that's what I want."  

I replied, "I let you make me lunch everyday...isn't that enough?"

Sigh.

Of course, I was born without the creativity gene as well as the mommy gene, so I don't get it.  I really, really don't understand WHY she wants to spend time with us.  We're 34 & 36.  We're brats.  But whatever...

And I don't really care to spend time with her other kid so I had to be creative (greaaaaat) & think of something for mom & I to do - together.  

And I found it.

We all know I LOVE me some Princess Diana.  An exhibit her brother has put together of her personal items (wedding dress, tiaras, etc) is coming to the Frazier History Museum in September.  I told mom I would take her for her birthday & buy her lunch & all that nonsense.  My plan is to take a day off work & go over so maybe it's not so crowded.  It's a win win.  I get to see Princess Diana stuff & mom gets to spend time with her favorite child.  I am super proud of myself. 

So, if you're keeping score - I am #1- crazy & #2 - selfish... 

(Still wondering now why I shouldn't have kids?!)