Work is still a mess, and I'm stuck in the new opportunity search as I don't want to jump quite yet unless it's a step up or strongly forward. I got the paycheck but I suspect that I might have problems again next month.
LO is busy being a teenager, so life changes everyday and there are emergencies and fights and late night dropoffs with her friends. She's doing pretty good, although I can't tell you how much it annoys the shit out of me to hear, "Oh it's ok I got the 89 on that. I didn't bother to do the last homework." Yeegods... She's picking out SENIOR year classes and refuses to take AP Calculus because she "will just have to repeat it in college for med school admissions". Oh.
She turns 17 in a few weeks.
She's ending her junior year hockey season as the third highest scorer on her team. It's a bit of damning praise as it's only three goals and a few assists. But still, she's done so much better this year with new coaches and new people to play with.
In-hell-is-other-parents one of the sport parents hosted a party at her house with alcohol the other week for seniors and a few juniors. The girl who had the party told LO about the party and then was like "Nahhh." LO told me about the party, well partly because she got dissed and partly because she knows I can't stand the other parent at all. I told LO to avoid the party because it'll be a shitshow. It was. A few girls threw up and the party was over by ten. Oh, and the parents had no clue how the kids were getting home as LO was in a car who picked up some of the kids that night.
I'm kind of pissed about the whole party thing because it was a sport parent who hosted the party. This means that we now have Senior girls on the team who think it's cool to drink. We really didn't have this in previous years, and it sucks. (The girls aren't leaders by any stretch and if anyone would haze/be bitchy/act out insecurity, etc it would be this group. They got this from their parents, trust me.) The second worst part is that I will have to see this parent at sport things for the rest of the season. So fuck you, head up your ass parent for your privilege and for not waiting until after graduation*. Fuckkkkkkkk you.
In being grateful (and revisiting college me) news, I went to see a band who played at the concert where I met ex oh so many years ago. I missed seeing them a few years ago - not exactly in the headspace to do this then - but caught them on Friday. (I should really say, the lead singer, as the rest of the band had been replaced multiple times over the past 20 years.) The concert was all old alt/metalheads made respectable. There were beards, tattoos, dark rimmed glasses and wedding bands. The concert was mostly, and I mean a good 95% male. I went by myself, and there was an off chance a metalhead on Twitter I knew was going, but he didn't show. I headbanged and did not give a flying fuck at all. A pit opened up in the crowd, but it was respectable. Two European guys ended up standing near me (I was in the back and on the stairs) and one tried to talk to me but got discouraged when I pulled out an earplug to hear him. Heh. The only unfortunate parts was that the bartender at the end of the bar I was near was a bitch and I got disoriented in the cold walking to the venue as I didn't go down a block far enough from 30th Street Station.
At the end of the concert, the lead singer started shaking hands with concert goers, so I got in the crowd and then thanked him for touring and told him that at a concert twenty years ago, I met my ex and now have a beautiful daughter. I have no idea why I felt I had to tell him this, but it closed a circle for me.
I'm going to see Juliana Hatfield next Monday. Another circle to close, as once upon a time, a very hot fraternity brother of mine tried to get me to see her playing at school. I didn't go because I was in a fight with ex at that point. (I had triggered the fight by talking with a guy on a BBS, ex found out as the guy was going to visit me, and we had the "him or me" talk.)
Hot fraternity brother was disappointed, regaled me about her concert while we were at rush one night and I kinda missed my chance with him. As it later turned out, he liked brunettes with good music taste. I had no idea at the time.
There might be a guy to talk about. I'll call him S and I'm breaking all of the rules I had in starting something with him. He's in his mid 40s, a dentist with a slight west Texas twang and in the early stages of separating from his wife. She asked for it and told him to go find someone to love him as he is. He's been with her for 20+ years and three kids. He didn't start trying to meet people until it became inevitable. His eldest knows about what is going on after she visited on holiday break and asked her parents what was going on. He was in the end stages of mourning for the companionship but he's gotten a lot brighter in the past few weeks. From what I can see, he's a character - a busy dude with something always going on.
As of right now, they are still in the house together, which is stressing him out. He moved here last fall as he retired from the military and he went into private practice. He has been a caregiver for the kids at home (one is at school) so his free time right now is when he doesn't have work or kid responsibilities. It's still so early they don't have custody or financial agreements nor can she file yet as there is a waiting period for residency.
We finally met up yesterday at Panera (Romantic! One kid was at practice) as the coffee shop was closed. He was a little nervous, but seemed to enjoy it. Lots of texting and maybe plans to do more things. He's hoping that I might have some free time next weekend during practice. We'll see. I've broken so many of my rules so far with him.
That is all.
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