Day Off Recap
Well, I woke up. So that was good. It was about ten thirty. That’s mu usual time when I don’t have to be up early for work. I hate to sleep in later that that, but I rarely will get out of bed on my own before that. It was a normal day. Water, OJ with that Emergen-C stuff, coffee, and some cereal. I skipped the gym today. Actually we skipped the gym, so there was no one to make me feel all guilty. After getting showered and dressed we had a ton of stuff to do. Target, dry cleaners, Starbucks (well, as a side trip), and the aquarium/fish store. Of course there had to be a stop for lunch, so between the Target and the aquarium store we stopped at a taco stand. It was sadly right off the high school and was flooded with emo kids and skaters and stoners. I didn’t know that stoners were still a thing. Huh. So anyway, aside from the hoodlums and the random whaling this one kid in the parking lot received it was a pretty good place. Food-wise anyway.
At the aquarium place I think the fish guy, who was sorta scruffy and wore a belt with his cargo shorts to the side was kinda into my man. It was funny in that not funny way.
I’d hang out while he talked about fish, then wander off, then come back to see him still talking but making a ‘look’. He was also really showy about netting the fish Richard picked out. He was all reach-y so that his shirt rode up, instead of using the stool. Then he’d pluck the fish from the net with his hand like some sort of Jedi Fish Guy. Very showy. If you’ve shopped for fish a few times you know what I mean. Then there was that ‘look’ again. You know that ‘look’? Richard never sees the ‘look’. Well there was a ‘look’. Especially right before we left. The ‘look’ at the cash register as he was packing the fish into a box with the other stuff we bought lasted forever and then he actually hesitated handing over the box of fish and crap. “Well I guess your all set.” *look* *paaaaaauuuse*. “Okay thanks bye!” Richard replied at the same time as he grabbed his crap and walked out. So oblivious. Yet funny as shit.
Well at least he can rest assured that if ever anything happens to me the Jedi Fish Guy will comfort him.
Then of course we had to rush home. Not only did we have live cargo but we had a time limit. There was still a ton to do at the house including 4 loads of laundry before the start of the American Idol party/gathering we had been invited to. I had already RSVP’d a strong maybe, knowing that it would take a Martha Stewart miracle to get everything done in time. It was close, but we missed the party. In fact, here it is midnight and I still have to fetch the last bit out of the dryer. Just towels. I lost momentum about 8:15 and just left them in the dryer.
Now I am avoiding going to bed. Silly me. I have to be up early, as well as work the next 6 days straight. I need my rest.
tired, not sleepy
