Home for the Evening

Work was dreadful and exhausting today. Jason and Allen took the day off and left us to pull a ton of cable. No surprise. I ended up with Ben and Ryan, who ended up spending quite a bit of time fighting with some phone cabling issues with the change we were making. It was hot and sweaty, and my foot has been hurting worse from what I assume is some bruising from dropping my kayak on it last weekend.

After work, I felt so gross and tired that I wanted to go swim for a while. The girls just got home from church camp, so Summer brought them over to swim a while too. Then I picked up some Little Caesar’s on the way back to their place before coming home to prepare for the trip. At least they’ll have one night at home before heading out again. I wish I had more time to sleep though.

Gotta find the lobsters on the walls.

Let’s go somewhere good instead.

I bounced around a bit at work today. At one point in the morning, a group of six of us went to hang a touch panel at the high school. There was actually more to do than just that, but it still seemed like overkill until Jason ended up on a ladder asking for someone to get something for him, and realized everyone was actually busy doing something. Typically anyone beyond the two required for the work would just be playing on a phone or sitting idle.

Summer came downstairs and ate some leftover potluck stuff with me for lunch, and then I spent more of the afternoon running around doing non-group stuff. Eventually we finished out our full day and I headed home. Elementary summer school won’t start until next week, so it’s still pretty slow for me in spite of having both summer school campuses.

After having her hair cut, Summer came over and we went to get some things from my sister’s house. Then we went to Ruby Tuesday to use a BOGO coupon. As we walked in, I expressed how I always feel like I would almost always go somewhere better, even if I had to pay full price. The slap in the face came at the end of the meal when I was told the food I ordered didn’t qualify for the promotion, so I ended up paying twice what I expected. I’m sick to death of it with that place.

Boom, roasted!

 

Changing States

Today was the first day of summer projects. I was sent with Dale and Ryan to swap spinning drives out in favor of about six grand worth of solid state hard drives for a couple high school labs. The part that killed me was that we were only doing it because the teachers complained about the speed of the computers, and we only planned to use them for another year. For some reason I couldn’t get the same for the junior high. Maybe it was because I didn’t push for it. I didn’t even realize it was a realistic option, especially a temporary one.

After work, I went to check on Summer as she finished mowing her lawn. She was covered head-to-toe in grass because the mulch guard had broken off of her mower. After a quick shower, we went to my parents’ house to swim some more and to clean up some more leftovers. It’s only two more days until the weekend, and I’m ready for a proper one this time.

Totes bresh, brov.

The End: Year 2

Today was the last day of school. Something like 90% of the kids were gone, and most of the teachers were just wandering around babysitting whoever was left. Technology had a cookout, and Jason called me over to grill. I almost had the food ready to go on time.

It was a little odd how much work some of us had to get done. I guess the teachers wanting to leave for their vacation brought out a bunch of housekeeping issues that were never important enough to bring up during the school year.

After work, I met with Summer and we went to my parents’ house to swim and have some leftover barbecue chicken. The pool seemed surprisingly warm, and would have been perfect in the sun. Then the fresh baked banana bread was a big hit.

I’m still exhausted after this weekend, but everyone else’s summer vacation is when we’re about to break out the big projects. At least this weekend we’ll get some time away.

Strictly according to analogy.

The Long Shot

After a weekend of feeling how I assume this camel must feel, I took a shot and waited for Summer’s bus to get back to town.

Five hours of melting in the sun later, they showed up and I’m happy to report that things worked out. I’ve been bitter and cold for so long that I kind of forgot how not to be. It’s time to raise that guy from the dead. He wasn’t perfect either, but he was definitely less cynical, and probably a bit nicer too. At least he acted like it.

You’re dumb, and I hate you. Welcome home.

Radio Silence

She said we weren’t good for each other. I asked for some time, and she said she would think about it until the end of the day.
But she had already thought about it for much longer than that. I just didn’t know it.

She said I hurt her feelings when I joked. I asked her if she would talk about things and work on it with me.
She quietly shook her head.

In a relationship that should be two people communicating, she chose not to communicate.

She chose not to work on us, expecting instead to fall into some effortless fairy tale fantasy.

If something is wrong, you have to say something is wrong. You can’t go on telling someone they’re perfect in every way, and then expect them to know that something needs to change. Some people are more compatible than others, but no matter what, every single relationship is a choice. Sometimes that choice requires a lot of hard work.

I wish I had been given a choice at all.

Thanks for your support.

Premonition

We’ve entered the stage of heavy dreaming and suspicion. I find myself wanting to know absolute truths. Do I question what’s in front of me, or do I just let it go now without a fight? If I fight, is it worth the struggle, or is it best to leave it all behind?

I’m at a disadvantage when I assume the best in people. I’ve grown sarcastic and cynical, yet assume honesty and take everyone else at face value. I guess that’s my fault. Everyone’s got a story. I just wish it wasn’t so hard for people to share it sometimes.

I tried to separate myself this time as a precaution, and I thought it helped at first. Maybe it did. Or maybe it was my undoing.

Or maybe it’s something else entirely.

We’ll All Float On

I tend to not let myself get too excited. It helps to mitigate the disappointment when shit goes sideways.

Only days until the finish line. I let myself get excited. Summer was finally here. We were supposed to leave for New Orleans today for the quiz bowl tournament. Not only was I excited, but I spread that excitement to my friends, and they were excited too. They’ve been asking me about our plans, and letting them know I wasn’t going was splitting myself open again every time.

I let myself get excited. Summer had so much in store for us. For the first time in such a long time, I was looking forward to the future. We were going to take a trip to Wisconsin to pick up the girls after their stay with her sister. It was going to be such a fun trip. I was so looking forward to it.

The support structure is here in full force. Hardy and true. Built to withstand so much worse.

But even a clean break leaves things broken.

So, are you coming to the game?

It’s a little hard to hear you with that pity-dick in your mouth.

I ran into a sad Daredevil in the shower this morning. Sometimes I see some pretty weird stuff in there, but this one was picture-worthy. It was a bit hard to capture, what with him being made of hair and all. Toast would’ve been an easier medium to capture, I think.

Work was a bit more fun than usual today. I got a few things done, had lunch at KFC with Allen, and got to play with $160,000 worth of new flash storage in the server room. It was pretty impressive, and well thought-out, which was nice because we had to mount it at face level. I guess when you’re spending that much money on something, they really want to make sure you get your screwdriver, because the packaging for that was a little beyond ridiculous.

When we finished up in the server room, we were greeted outside by a pretty big, flooding thunderstorm. I didn’t expect the rain, but I at least drove to that building due to the heat. The problem was that I accidentally pulled off of the sidewalk and into the dirt when I parked, so I nearly got stuck getting out. I was just barely able to rock the car back and forth enough to hop out of the rut. That was after having to climb in from the passenger side because there was such a large mud puddle on the driver’s side.

Josh met me at my house right after work, and we went to Conway for some Old Chicago and then to catch Deadpool 2Solo comes out this weekend, so we wanted to catch this while it was still in the XD theater. It was a great movie that really just kept running with the jabs at literally anything else. We decided that it would be pretty hard to mess up a Deadpool movie, simply for the fact that it’s so self-aware and never takes itself too (at all) seriously.

Listen to the pain. It’s both history teacher and fortune teller. Pain teaches us who we are, Wade.