Monthly Archives: August 2010

And cancelled

I can’t say that I am too unhappy about the A/C work being canceled due to high temperatures!  I was not particularly looking forward to how hot the house was going to be with temps in the high 90s this week.

Second and Final Round

Tonight is the start of the second round of A/C tie-ins.  This means we are going to lose A/C until Thursday night/Friday morning.  And wouldn’t you know it, highs are in the mid 90s until Saturday!

The good news is that 2 of the 4 nights will be spent working in a nice air-conditioned store so I won’t be suffering at home.  The other good news is that I will be alone so my nerves won’t be frayed by anyone but the cats.   I will probably try to take a dip in the pool tonight and tomorrow.  That will help me keep my cool.

Spare time? Who has that?

Today I was offered my second job back.  I took it.  It will be funding my emergency fund.  All of the money from that job will be funneled into my emergency fund.  In this economy, I really thing an emergency fund in case of lay-off is important.  This should really help with a budgeting process that was looking fairly ugly in terms of trying to make the money stretch over all the things I wanted/needed to fund.

It will also make me a busy woman as I work 56 hour work weeks + the double commute.  It will be interesting to see how I weather this single compared to when I did it with a family.

You would have seen in my blog a stationary graph of the first month of my emergency fund just sitting there at 81%.  This was our joint emergency fund that I was tracking.  Funding it fell by the wayside due to the marital issues.  I have now restarted that tracking.  You will note it says 2nd month and not first.  I have had a small CD since before I was married that I haven’t touched.  This holds enough money to pay for a month’s expenses so I have a bit of a head start on the emergency thing.  I will now be working on my second month.  My goal is to have my second month funded by Jan 1st.

OK… not what I expected

Today I went online to pay my phone bill.  And then I signed off without paying it.  Why’s that you ask?

I had 55.62$ in my account *sigh*  Slightly unexpected so it is a good thing I get paid tomorrow.

6 week check-up

It has been 6 weeks since our separation.  I am sleeping better.  I am more relaxed and less stressed.  It took some time for my mind and body to realize that it was all over but now that it has, it is turning a new corner on what normal feels like.

I am content to be single.  It does not bother me in the slightest to spend most evenings and big chunks of time during the weekend alone.  In fact, I relish it. I have some kind of sadness that occasionally creeps up that nobody loves me in a romantic, passionate way but that sadness in no way motivates me to think about dating.  I think it would be nice to spend some time hanging with someone but I don’t know how to find someone without it turning into a date type relationship and I absolutely don’t want to deal with the game of dating.

I always sprang back pretty quickly from the end of relationships including ones that ended fairly badly in terms of my own emotions.  Within a month or two, I was thinking about starting dating again.  A perfect example was breaking up with Enrique.  I broke up with him in the middle of May.  Before the end of June, I had put on ad on CraigsList.  I felt that I was ready to move on and that included dating.  Not this time.  I might have moved on emotionally but apparently that doesn’t include dating.

Martha

I met Martha when I worked at my second job – the fabric store.  She worked in the quilting department and I often helped her.  Together we created pre-made fabric groupings that customers could buy.  Sometimes, we had ‘competitions’ in which we picked a particularly ugly fabric and the other person had to make up a fabric grouping for sale from it.  From there, we became friends outside of the job.  Martha is 76 years old and still working in retail.  Mind boggling and I hope that I am not in such financial straits that I need to work at 76 with failing health.

Saturday, I went to see her and we talked for almost 4 hours.  I got to check out her new digs and learn a bit more about her life.  But one thing I really noticed is that Martha is showing signs of her age.  It is not like she wasn’t showing signs before with her bum leg and missing teeth but it really disturbed me to see her hands shake.  In so many ways, I ignore things such as age and race when befriending people.  Those things simply aren’t important.  As a result, I often find myself being hit up the side of the face when obvious evidence of someone’s age or race come to my attention.  At 76, shaking hands are normal but the problem is that I don’t think of Martha as 76.  She is simply my friend.

Content

I think the title says it all.  I am content.  My life is far from perfect but I am happier than I have been in a long time.