Thursday, July 31, 2008

Reason #4763 why I'm lucky

I'm very blessed to not only have pastors who are friends, but friends who are pastors. Thank you, Sara, for renewing our vows.

Reason #4762 why I'm lucky

Tuesday night, for our anniversary, my husband and I went out to dinner at a fancy restaurant. When we arrived the hostess looked at our name on the reservations list, then told us, "this tells me to see Mike [the manager]." My first thought: we've been blacklisted. But then she sat us at our table. Once the wine list and food came out I forgot all about our "see Mike" status. We splurged. Bottle of wine, clam sauce, dessert, etc. When the bill came our waiter said, "Your meal has been taken care of." Tim and I looked at each other in shock. Did the manager think he knew us? Should we tell him otherwise? Then our waiter said, "By a James Davis." Signature: "phone."


My parents completely surprised us by paying our bill. It was a really, really great gift. Thanks Mom and Dad.

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Another update

My [adjectives deleted] upstairs neighbors have FINALLY moved out. They were supposed to move out in May. They finally moved out a few days ago. I'm very happy about this.

In a previous entry I mentioned taking sleeping pills with the hopes that (1) they'd work and (2) they would produce interesting dreams. Neither (1) or (2) occurred (and you were all left with a very lame dream-theme month). So, in April, we actually started sleeping in our guest bedroom so I could sleep. We were guests in our own home. But, I was able to get some sleep.

If you've talked to me at all in real life since November you know how I felt about my upstairs neighbors. I didn't and don't like how I felt about them, the things I said about them, and that I was incapable of changing anything about their situation or mine. Instead of hating them I could have at least tried helping them, somehow. It wouldn't have worked, of course, but I could have tried. My ideal self I have not been lately.

Combined with losing my job and my disruptive upstairs neighbors moving in, I've not only not been my ideal self, I haven't been myself. I'm working on this. I'm sharing this mostly to say sorry to those of you who have had to talk to me in real life. Hopefully it will get better.