Tuesday I had to endure my second round of all day neuropsychological testing. It seems to take me some time to recover from these. At least it was only one day this time but the bad part is this was being requested by the defendant's lawyer. Even steven and all.
If it werent for dog sitting and physical therapy I wouldn't have left the house. I seem to prefer sleeping during the day since it helps me forget and therefore not be jealous of all the important people out working while I haven't got a job to return to since my former employer bit the dust while I was out on medical.
One year ago today started out like any other day. I woke up to the coffee brewed by the timer I had set the night before, (thank GOD for timed coffee pots!), showered, kissed him bye and got out the door 5 minutes behind schedule. Lit my first cigarette of the day as I was backing out of the driveway to start my 45-minute commute to work. Typical July day, a Tuesday to be exact and hot as hell. Work was going well, busted ass and got a lot done, saving the cake work for last and decided to take a later than normal lunch to make the day move quicker. Called the boyfriend who I hardly ever saw anymore because of his demanding job and thought maybe we could do lunch. We could! He said to my surprise. I had some paperwork to drop off in the area and told him I would swing by and pick him up afterwards. We did a quick lunch, touched base about some houses were we looking to buy and I dropped him off out in front of his building where many of his subordinates were out smoking on break. I leaned in for a quick kiss good-bye but to my surprise there was resistance for the first time ever. I didn't understand and I can only imagine the look on my face that day.
"Not with all these people around" Is the only answer I got.
Okay?....good-bye then. See you later?
Within 10 minutes he received a call from a stranger explaining his "wife" was in a rollover car accident. His was the only # I could remember while having my head held in a straight position staring at the sleep in the corner of a strangers eye as he told me not to move. There was a smaller white female in her early 30's on my left shaking my hand so hard I thought she was running for office and a younger Spanish woman gripping my right hand. I was not his wife.
I can only imagine the look on his face.
Happy Accident Anniversary to me...
If it werent for dog sitting and physical therapy I wouldn't have left the house. I seem to prefer sleeping during the day since it helps me forget and therefore not be jealous of all the important people out working while I haven't got a job to return to since my former employer bit the dust while I was out on medical.
One year ago today started out like any other day. I woke up to the coffee brewed by the timer I had set the night before, (thank GOD for timed coffee pots!), showered, kissed him bye and got out the door 5 minutes behind schedule. Lit my first cigarette of the day as I was backing out of the driveway to start my 45-minute commute to work. Typical July day, a Tuesday to be exact and hot as hell. Work was going well, busted ass and got a lot done, saving the cake work for last and decided to take a later than normal lunch to make the day move quicker. Called the boyfriend who I hardly ever saw anymore because of his demanding job and thought maybe we could do lunch. We could! He said to my surprise. I had some paperwork to drop off in the area and told him I would swing by and pick him up afterwards. We did a quick lunch, touched base about some houses were we looking to buy and I dropped him off out in front of his building where many of his subordinates were out smoking on break. I leaned in for a quick kiss good-bye but to my surprise there was resistance for the first time ever. I didn't understand and I can only imagine the look on my face that day.
"Not with all these people around" Is the only answer I got.
Okay?....good-bye then. See you later?
Within 10 minutes he received a call from a stranger explaining his "wife" was in a rollover car accident. His was the only # I could remember while having my head held in a straight position staring at the sleep in the corner of a strangers eye as he told me not to move. There was a smaller white female in her early 30's on my left shaking my hand so hard I thought she was running for office and a younger Spanish woman gripping my right hand. I was not his wife.
I can only imagine the look on his face.
Happy Accident Anniversary to me...
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Test are lame. Whats up with those answers? shouldn't it just be, False, sorta, True? Mostly true? Very true? WTF, what happened to yes that happend.
I don't believe the fuck didn't stop. People like that make me soooo fucking mad. Some deuche ran a stop sign and smashed the hell out of my car took off.. I still swear that if I see them I will bring the holy wrath down upon them. Don't care if I go to jail. Sometimes, its worth it.
Good luck with the lawsuit and those silly tests.. Don't let the lawyers crawl into your head to much.. They are the root of evil after all.