Counting the hours really
I'm done now. I'm ready to go to Edmonton. I'm not packed fully, but I'm done with my parents. Its plain to see why children move out. Old wounds and issues were drudged up last night and like always, I'm the one who is made out to be a self-ish, mean brat who is still as self-centred as I was 10 years ago. Not exactly loving words (said behind my back) by my folks, but not surprising words as I've been hearing mean things said about me since I was 12 by my parents. Anyway, I confronted them about above mentioned 20 years of things said behind my back and they responded like I would have if I was caught doing something I should have known better. sigh. 2 days. Then 10 days with my father. Just hold your tongue.
On a better note, I went for a drink with Nadine after work last night and we settled into the Grapevine (my favourite St. John's wine spot). We drank red wine and watched as a very drunk 19 year old had a melt down on the phone with her boyfriend. It made me very happy that I didn't have a cell phone when I was silly enough to drink wine, cocktails and shots all within a 2 hour period. (Ok ok, so I was still doing that at 22, but I digress). I'm no longer doing that sort of thing and I never had yelling matches with anyone over my cell phone - not the least of which are yelling matches where someone feels the need to yell (from the mens washroom - yes, she was a girl) "But if you just let me tell you I love you!" It was a little sweet that she wished to tell her very angry boyfriend she loved him, however, I had just witnessed this girl hanging off another very drunk piece of crap (not her boyfriend). So I had to laugh. the wonders of youth.
Last night was my last night with A Special Touch. As much as I bitched about the job, my bitching was really only about the job. I loved the people I worked with and I will miss them a lot. Some need a very loud shout out - Cathy (who was let go about 3 weeks ago), Shirley (who gave me a bottle of wine last night), Linda Dawe (who is just the best mother anyone could ask for), Darlene, Dani...and everyone else. They are a wonderful bunch of girls/women whom I will always have a special place in my heart for.
On a better note, I went for a drink with Nadine after work last night and we settled into the Grapevine (my favourite St. John's wine spot). We drank red wine and watched as a very drunk 19 year old had a melt down on the phone with her boyfriend. It made me very happy that I didn't have a cell phone when I was silly enough to drink wine, cocktails and shots all within a 2 hour period. (Ok ok, so I was still doing that at 22, but I digress). I'm no longer doing that sort of thing and I never had yelling matches with anyone over my cell phone - not the least of which are yelling matches where someone feels the need to yell (from the mens washroom - yes, she was a girl) "But if you just let me tell you I love you!" It was a little sweet that she wished to tell her very angry boyfriend she loved him, however, I had just witnessed this girl hanging off another very drunk piece of crap (not her boyfriend). So I had to laugh. the wonders of youth.
Last night was my last night with A Special Touch. As much as I bitched about the job, my bitching was really only about the job. I loved the people I worked with and I will miss them a lot. Some need a very loud shout out - Cathy (who was let go about 3 weeks ago), Shirley (who gave me a bottle of wine last night), Linda Dawe (who is just the best mother anyone could ask for), Darlene, Dani...and everyone else. They are a wonderful bunch of girls/women whom I will always have a special place in my heart for.
