Share your day September 2013

Busy, busy, busy. Off to dentist, oil change for car, need to get groceries and need to get paint for camper. A lot of things to do before we leave campgrounds.
Beautiful weather here for over a week and more on the way. High 70's.
 

Beautiful day here too....gotta mow the grass again as soon as dew dries up, yard is nice and green again.

Everyone have a great Monday.
 

Got out into the world yesterday. A new Michaels store had a grand opening. All parking lots full, parked a block away.
Roommate walked back to Michaels with her fifty percent off coupon, I went into a nearby Academy. I looked for stretch waist pants; couldn't find any, looked at guns, then slingshots. Decided time to go back to the car. Couldn't find the front of the store. Was about to asked someone how to get out when I noticed one direction seemed to be darker while another appeared lighter. I went for the light which was opposite where I thought I should go. I get lost and have frequent nightmares about getting lost. I losing something. :p
 
basefare said:
Couldn't find the front of the store. Was about to asked someone how to get out when I noticed one direction seemed to be darker while another appeared lighter. I went for the light which was opposite where I thought I should go. I get lost and have frequent nightmares about getting lost. I losing something. :p
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You're not alone Basefare, I also have a bad sense of direction and also have dreams of being lost. Hubby makes jokes, especially when we're camping in the woods, that if he's ever lost, he'll ask me which way to go, and then head in the other direction. :playful:
 
Not a good day for me as a Nanny for a divorced couple who share 50/50 custody of their beautiful son, whom I love as if he were my own. I prefer to be paid once a month and today was payday. Dad must have been out of sorts as he just decided this afternoon it's time for Mom to pay her part to me. He's always picked up the entire tab, as well he should. As a very small example, he owns 8 homes (mostly vacation homes, and he travels the world over on a regular basis, and she lives in a small -- tho very new & nice -- apartment and hasn't had a vacation in years....nuff said!)

This presents a bad situation all the way round, and will create World War III, as he's a millionaire several times over and she's a sales person for residential real estate. She struggles like most of the rest of us, and gets no child support -- never has, ONLY because she has never asked for it. British women are strong, too strong! She should have been getting child support/alimony all these years, as I see it. Admirable, but not practical, especially since his cheating was the reason for the divorce.

In the meantime, I'm caught in the middle, and the reason I've said before I earn every penny I make in walking such a fine line with the two of them. It's extremely challenging at times, but the good far outweighs the bad. This child is one who makes all the negatives disappear, incredibly endearing.

The situation will soon resolve itself. A court action is pending for child support (tho he doesn't have a clue) and pretty easy to see whose side I'm on. Hope the judge sees it the same way. I could never express my true feelings to anyone other than to those of you who could never incriminate me. (wink!) It's such a big part of my life, stressful as can be, but it feels so good to get it out. We all know what stress can do to our systems if we let it.
 
I generally have a good sense of direction but I did get totally twisted around in a new Penny's store, at the mall, years ago. I think they configured that store for women to get confused because I kept circling back to the Women's department - lollol
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You're not alone TWH, I used to take evil delight when shopping with Mum to ask her which way we had to go to get out of a big department store. She would go totally blank, then a hint of panic would surface, then she'd start the big bluff and point in whatever direction took her fancy but she never had a clue! She was the least oriented person I ever knew.
When waiting on a train in the underground she'd always be the only person on the platform looking into the wrong tunnel to see if the train was coming.
Even after I explained that the signal lights were at the mouth of the departure tunnel she still didn't get it. You couldn't take her into the bush without a length of string on her, and find a car in a car park? Hahaaahahahah. If it was white then it was mine as far as she was concerned. ... and no. She wasn't a blonde.

Katy, that's a sad but common story. It goes both ways though, I worked with a tart who walked out on a good man and a baby son because they interferred with her good times schedule. She paid him nothing, even though we were on reasonably good salaries and she could have contributed some of her clubbing money to the little fella's well being. Her husband was either too proud or too scared to take her to court for support money in case they took his son from him and granted her custody, so she got away with it, and worse laughed about it.
Every couple of months she'd phone him and arrange to see the son for an hour or so when it suited her just to annoy him. She was a total bitch. The worst part of it is that if she ever had sued for custody the stupid Family Court would probably have given him to her. But she never did that because she didn't want him. She'd be about my age now, wonder if she's still having a great time?
 
When I was a little snot-nosed kid my Mom would take me to Genung's Department Store in downtown Yonkers, NY.

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It was a wonderful, magical and navigable store, even though it had 3 or 4 floors and a basement. It was a simple rectangle and you always knew how to get out - well, you really only had two choices, forward or back - if one didn't work you picked the other.

The last time I was in a modern mall was a few years ago, a Macy's. I SWEAR they hired the inventors of the Rubik's Cube and the Chinese finger trap to design this place, then brought in a few hedge-maze designers for the finishing touches. I spent 10 minutes lost in Perfumes - every time I made one complete lap of the department I was awarded a squirt of the latest "masculine aromatherapy aerosol", which to MY olfactory senses smelled not unlike the working gal I used to know down on 32[SUP]nd[/SUP] Street.

I finally managed to escape this Carousel of Despair only to find myself smack in the middle of The Forbidden Zone, a place where many men far braver than I had perished - in fact, their bleached bones were on display everywhere I looked.

I was in Lady's Undergarments.

Young ladies holding up strange, multi-colored and flimsy garments paused and glared at me, then looked around quickly to see where my wife was. As I had none at the time this fact raised a silent alarm among the dozen or so women browsing the racks. Like a flock of birds telepathically communicating orders they all suddenly dropped their unmentionables and flew the coop, leaving me in a pile of silky disdain.

By the time I recovered from this ordeal and managed somehow to find the main mall I was too tired to even remember what I had come to purchase. Rather than turn around and once again face that gauzy gauntlet I decided to spend the night in the Hickory Farms store, where I soon enough curled up under a display of Holiday Meat Trays and fell fast asleep.
 
TWHRider said:
Ok Bee, my PC says you posted around 3:00 AM; I think we're both on U.S. Central time. That means either you're too excited to sleep and are anxiously waiting to be on the road, or your daughter wants to get an early start to beat traffic.

Either way, have a wonderful day!
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Hi! TWH, it was actually 9.10AM U.K. time when I posted and my daughter picked me up at 9.30AM U.K. time:D


I had a great time with the family, thankyou.:)
 

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