| Mothers Before 9a |
[May. 25th, 2008|03:13 pm] |
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So yesterday I went to work at Borders. And after work Lourdes called me to ask if I could help her move, because the moving company didn't show up (!), she lived on the 4th floor, and was moving to an apartment on the 3rd floor, and had furniture. So, I went to help. After that, Julien came over (there was, of course, miscommunication on when we were hanging out) and we went to Borders so I could get a snack (I was starving after helping Lourdes, though I felt bad for not helping MORE but my blood sugar was out of whack, I'd been at work all day, and I hadn't slept much the night before), and then hung out at my apartment playing Baldur's Gate: Dark Alliance.
So, I didn't sleep til late. I felt bad because Nick texted me and asked me to come hang out again for the second night in a row, but by the time I got the message it was 11:30ish and my mom had called and said she would come over the next day, and I needed to rest so I could work on my third job (eBay).
Well, I passed out after Julien left, and would have been comatose until noon had not I woken up to the sound of the phone. Even though I'd told my mom that I would call her to let her know when I was up (having told her that I was exhausted and had company and needed to rest), she had the impression that she needed to just show up, so before it was even 9a I got a phone call from my mom asking me for the gate code. I was like, "crap." My mom was like, "I can go to Wal-Mart and walk around, go back to sleep" but I didn't want my poor mom waiting for me to get my lazy ass up. So, I just woke myself up and she came in and we talked while I made coffee, and while I drank coffee, and eventually started running errands.
She wanted to get me some new pants because my pants don't fit right anymore as I've lost weight. My shirts are okay, I have enough that are tight that I don't need new ones, but my pants I usually buy loose to begin with. Now they are just totally ill-fitting, which surprises me ENDLESSLY because I don't think I look any different. But apparently, I'm wrong.
So.
We went to Kohl's and shopped the clearance rack as it was 80% off. And, I also sucked it up and bought a couple of new pairs of sunglasses because my old ones have been needing to kick the bucket for some time now. The new sunglasses are the exact same style, but one pair is red and the other is brown. My previous sunglasses were the same style, but one was yellow and the other was blue. I have this tendency...
Anyway, I received a compliment on my sunglasses at the very first place we went after Kohl's. I was pleased. While at Kohl's, I got a new pair of earrings, a shirt, a skirt, and two pairs of pants (and the two pairs of sunglasses).
I filled up my tank (CRY, gas prices suck, I remember when $20 would fill the bastard). I got groceries, including daifuku and green tea ice cream from the Daido (HURRAY!). I went out to lunch with Mom. She'd brought over two digital cameras to help with my eBaying as my digital camera does not take good photos of small items and I have a bunch of small items to sell (as well as bigger ones). Well, I picked a camera to borrow, but she'd forgotten the cord at home. I told her that it didn't matter and I'd just use my digicam, but she insisted that she would buy the USB cord from a store in the area. She kept insisting and was about to take off and drive around (most likely to get lost) so I accompanied her.
At the store, we found that the cable was going to be about $20, and that if I wanted this and this and this it would be X amount...then I turned and looked at the case full of cameras, and for Memorial Day they had a sale. Well, there were several that were really affordable prices that were good. I was looking at them for my own information, and my mom (feeling I guess like she needed to do more for me even though she already does way too much) grabbed one and nearly attacked me when I tried to swipe my credit card. o_o Mother is frightening when she becomes determined. She is a SMALL, SMALL, cute little woman but she will beat you down when she's decided about something. She beat the crap out of me and the Radio Shack people were like, "OMFG." I was supposed to get a 256MB SD card for free with the camera, but they didn't have one in store so instead they gave us (her) more money off of a 2GB SD card that was originally $50 and on sale for $18. The 2GB card ended up about $10-$12. So, now I have a lot of room to record stuff on my new 8.0 megapixel Kodak M883. @_@ I was also looking at a Canon as I like that brand, but the Kodak one was cheaper and about 1/3 the size for the same amount of megapixels and 3x optical zoom (the Canon had 4x optical zoom, but again was like $50 more).
So, Jala has a new toy/business tool. I'm excited because now whenever Julien and I go to San Antonio I can take good photos without worrying about having some unreliable place screwing up my film. That is, my Canon A-1 35mm camera would be my camera of choice, but people don't know how to develop negatives anymore apparently...they never wash them properly or open the canisters correctly. Sigh...
Also, this camera will help when I sell stuff on eBay (not just collectibles, but also my paintings and other such things, when I start selling those).
My mom has already left as I started to wear down, but because I'm tired and sore I don't feel like working on eBay and will have to do that tomorrow. Nick wanted me to come over for Memorial Day for a barbecue, too...maybe tonight I'll at the very least take photos of the stuff I'm selling, and then tomorrow just list everything...but first I will read some and take a nap because I had a mother before 9a. @_@
I think that she bought me the camera, too, because since she is going to my father's family reunion that is the weekend of my birthday she will not be in town for my birthday this year, and feels overwhelmingly guilty about it. Poor cute Mom...I told her not to worry about it.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE my mom. To itty-bitty bits. I would steal her from my dad and hide her in my apartment and keep her safe and rested and feed her tasty things and help her. But, I can't, because she needs to be there for HER parents since my grandmother is nuts with Alzheimer's and my grandfather has not been in good physical health for years. At least I talk to my mom a lot, and see her when I can. Now that I'm living alone and across town, I think in a lot of ways we've grown closer still because she can see me more as an adult in my own right. I will always of course be her daughter and someone she wants to help, but I am also more than that now, I'm also a friend. And that's priceless.
I will work hard so that my mom's contribution to my work is not wasted.
Are You Ready to Love? by Miyavi
Are you ready to love?
Are you ready to love?
junbi wa ii kai?
youi wa ii kai?
Are you ready to love?
Are you ready to love?
Are you ready?
Are you prepared? |
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