Sound Byte (maigrey) wrote,
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On pizza, and other things labor day

It scares me to note that for the last year or two, "sleeping in" means sleeping until 9 am. This is a definite sign that I'm Getting Old. I wish, sometimes, that I could do my power sleeping until 11 pm, as the feeling of waking up on a lazy weekend day is amazing; even if it means the rest of your day is shot. Now, however, even when I don't set an alarm, I'm up by 9:30 at the latest.

I can't even turn back around and return to sleep, as I feel obligated to let the puppo out to relieve himself, and then I'm up for at least an hour, since I've found that once I get out of bed, I need to stay out for an hour or so, before I can fall asleep again. Just one of my idiosyncrasies.

I got an email from my dad today, and I'm kind of disturbed by it. Not because he lectured me about my driving (he thinks I don't leave enough space between me and the driver in front of me), but because he didn't call me, not even when they got home to Arizona, letting me know they were safe, nor on their weekly Sunday calls. I got a Sunday email instead.

To be fair, I didn't call them, either. But it makes me wonder if the fact that I still live where they visit once a year causes more damage to our relationship than my sister, who rarely visits them at all. She doesn't have to deal with the stepmother at all, as they never visit her, so my sister doesn't show my dad how annoyed Sue makes her, thus giving them better footing to have a relationship upon. I, however, have them in my home every year, and get driven up the wall; I'm also not very good at hiding my feelings.

Had lunch today at Lou Malnati's, to visit with Lorah and Joe, who were in from California visiting family. It was good to see them again, and it reminds me that I have all sorts of friends in all sorts of places that I want to visit on a regular basis, but I also have a limited amount of money.

Sigh. I should call my dad, or email him, and just bite the bullet about the things that bothered me about the visit.

Instead, I will probably go walk my dog.
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