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pbandjesse · 5 years

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Today was a pretty excellent day off. I am a little anxious about going back to work tomorrow but not for any particular reason. I just feel tired still. But it was still a really nice day.

I was sad that my dad did not come and spend Father's Day with me but he's not at home healing so at least there's that. He'll probably come next week if he's feeling up to it.

But I feel good today. I woke up and just kind of laid here for a bit. Eventually I pulled myself out of bed and went and got cleaned up and dressed. We're comfy clothes for most of the day because I knew I would be cleaning and packing and moving. And that's exactly what I did. I chilled for a while. Had breakfast. And then I got to work.

I packed up some stuff. Move things to the other room. Pull things out of the closet. So right now my bedroom closet just has my clothes in it. The empty trunk that was in there is now being utilized for something else and the new trunk that I just painted also got a couple things but inside of it. I'm getting down to just stuff that I need to survive and live so it's hard to decide what to pack. Next weekend we're going to bring a bunch of stuff over to and that might be one of the last days I actually sleep in this apartment. We'll see.

I'll biked over to James's house. I felt very proud of myself with how much I was carrying today. I'm both times I went over. The first time I had a full basket I was carrying Iraq and I had a picture frame strung over my chest. And on the second time I was carrying a small table. You do what you got to do.

On the first trip I I brought stuff to organize James existing things. Iraq and some baskets. So when I got there I cleaned up. Because his clothes are still all over the ground. He just stands in the middle of the room and I'm dresses and throws it all it was. But it's fine. I think all of his stuff up and cleaned off the counters. I did all the dishes. He's going through some emotional stuff so I decided to make the space nice for him at least. And put away things and organized what I had planned on organizing. I had a snack. And then I was deciding the rest of my day was going to look like.

I knew that they were showing my apartment at 1 and I did not want to be here. So I had to decide if I was going to go back then or wait till later. It was only like 11:30 so I decided to finish eating and at noon I biked back home and got the stuff for the second trip. All of that was mostly art supplies.

I got back to his apartment before 1. I unpacked and then I just chilled too. I play Animal Crossing on my phone and watch videos. And eventually I dozed off.

I woke up and felt very groggy. I have another snack and that help me wake up. I was determined to vacuum at my apartment. So I kept texting James that that's what I was going to do. Eventually I did actually go home.

On the way home I saw three horses, and a pony cart with a bunch of little kids in it. They were playing Old Town Road and it was just so good. Made me laugh. Love seeing horses in downtown Baltimore.

I got back here and I did finally vacuum. I did a little bit more packing but there's not really a ton I can do. So once I felt like I did enough I went and got a shower. I got changed and got ready for Lane's birthday party.

Well birthday Korean BBQ dinner. James came and met me at my apartment when he was done work. And then we biked together to the shopping center where the restaurant was. We were the first ones there and didn't know how many people are in the party and we didn't know if you were doing barbecue. So we had to call Lane and find out. But we got our table and got ready. I was very anxious though because the restaurant didn't have a website so I couldn't look at the menu beforehand and I never had Korean food. So I didn't know what was the vegetarian option. So that stress me out really bad. We ended up getting two BBQ platters. Which had a ton of sides. And then I ordered an Noodle Bowl to share with everyone else that I knew was vegetarian. And that was really good. I enjoyed the sides I try things. The tofu is really good and I don't normally like tofu so that was cool. We got this bottle of what she referred to as beer but was definitely like a wine. It was a grapefruit. I tried a sip of it and it wasn't the worst thing I've ever tried but the grapefruit flavor was very strong.

Dinner was a lot of fun though. Even though James wouldn't stop bugging me about putting salt on watermelon. I understand that it does something to flavor. I don't care. I don't want it. There's only four pieces of watermelon I want to eat them. But he was in a weird head space and so he was putting out a weird energy a few times. But in general I had a really good time. Lanes birthday is on Father's Day so we all had to wear dad mustaches for a bit. But eventually they all ended up on the beer bottle. Which made it very hard to pour. But the food was really good and it was fun being with friends. But then James was tired and wanted to go home.

So we left. The clouds were beautiful. It had apparently rains at some point but I have no idea when. And then we got back to my apartment and we had ice cream and watch some videos and lay down for a bit. And then he went home.

I'm just watching videos and chilling. Trying to decide how I'm going to get to work tomorrow. I think I'm going to try to bike. It's three and a half miles and will take about 25 minutes. If it's raining I will take the bus. I think that would be the deciding factor in the morning. I'm going to leave around 9 either way though just to give me wiggle room. I maybe I'll stop for a bagel. Unsure. I hope you all have a great day tomorrow. Wish me luck going back to work. I'm feeling weird about it but it's fine. Not because of the job just because I'm nervous because there's on sure stuff about who I'm teaching and who I'm dealing with. Send me Good Vibes. Good night.

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mksc77 · 6 years

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For a couple of weeks, Sharon filled her days with sipping a couple of mugs of coffee on the porch and getting things done around the house in the mornings, enjoying the pool in the afternoons, and reading in the swing in the evenings once dinner was in the oven. It was a much-needed break after retiring, her honeymoon, and visiting her parents, but she tired of it fairly quickly, just as she'd known she would. On a Monday in June, she was enjoying her last day of idleness, as she planned to go to St. Joseph's the next morning to inquire about volunteer opportunities. For today, she was floating around in the pool with her book and Captain Morgan. She felt like she'd read more in the last few weeks than in her entire life, but she wasn't complaining. The weather had been mostly in the seventies and low eighties, so it hadn't been too hot. She had music playing from the porch, and she never knew if it was music that made her want a drink or alcohol that made her want good music, but her rum and pineapple juice with a splash of cranberry and sprite was melding pretty well with John Mellencamp. She hadn't made a habit of drinking during the day, but she'd allowed herself a couple of light drinks two or three afternoons a week.

The winter days, they last forever

And the weekends went by so quick

Went ridin' around this little country town

We were goin' nuts, girl, out in the sticks

One night me with my big mouth

A couple guys had to put me in my place

When I see those guys these days

We just laugh and say do you remember when

That's when a smoke was a smoke

And groovin' was groovin'

And dancin' meant everything

We were young and we were improvin'

Laughin' laughin' with our friends

Holding hands meant somethin' baby

Outside the club "Cherry Bomb"

Our hearts were really pumpin'

Say yeah yeah yeah

Seventeen has turned thirty-five

I'm surprised that we're still livin'

If we've done any wrong

I hope that we're forgiven

Got a few kids of my own

And some days I still don't know what to do

I hope that they're not laughin' too loud

When they hear me talkin'

Like this to you

Emily came out of the house, dressed in her swimsuit, and got on another float in the pool. At almost seven months, she was getting more uncomfortable, but a float in the pool usually did the trick. She and Emmett hadn't wanted to rush to get married before the baby was born, so they'd set the date for December. It didn't really matter, as far as the church was concerned, but Emily wanted them to be married before the baby was baptized. "Blair just called, and she and our other high school friends want to give me a baby shower. She told me to go ahead and start thinking about dates for a wedding shower, too."

Sharon looked over at Emily and noticed that she didn't seem too happy about it. "Your friends want to give you a couple of showers? That sounds just awful!" She said, with mock sympathy.

Emily rolled her eyes. "I just feel like I'm doing this all in the wrong order. I don't feel like I've done anything wrong, but with the wedding and the baby getting more real, I kind of wish we'd just gone ahead and planned a quick wedding before the baby came."

"Em, there was no need for you guys to do that. Unlike me, I'm sure this will be your only wedding." Sharon gave her a wry smile and sipped her drink. "You should enjoy it. You and Emmett are giving this baby a family that loves her and will take care of her, and that's all that matters. The order in which you do this isn't important."

"I know, but with the showers that are being planned and everything, it's just making me more aware of the fact that I'm having a baby before I'm married. Everyone's been great about it, and I haven't really thought much about it until now, but it just seems off or something."

Sharon was a little surprised that Emily was starting to feel the old Catholic Guilt, but she understood. "Once things pick up and you don't have time to overthink everything, I think you'll feel better about it. This in-between stage is unsettling, in general, and I know you've never liked change."

Emily nodded. "I think you're right. Thanks, Mom."

"You're welcome." Sharon placed her drink beside the pool and flipped over to lie on her stomach. Despite slathering herself with sunscreen every day, she was still getting a little bit of a tan. Any skin damage she had from the sun had probably mostly happened during the baby oil and iodine days of her teenaged years and young adulthood, anyway, when the sun's rays weren't thought to be anything but healthy. She wasn't in the pool for the purpose of tanning, but she loved to be in the water and feel the sun soaking into her skin. She'd never been much of a swimmer for exercise, but she'd been making herself swim a few laps most afternoons. Once she got herself settled into a more productive routine, she planned to take either morning or evening walks around the neighborhood, but she'd stick with floating around the pool for now.

A couple of hours later, with dinner in the oven, Sharon assumed her evening perch in the swing with her book and a glass of wine. Andy came home soon after that and joined her on the porch. "Am I just going to have to get used to being a swing widow?" He teased. Their evening dynamics had definitely changed since they moved. At the condo, Sharon sometimes sat on the balcony for a while in the evenings after watering the flowers, but she was still usually inside for most of the evenings. Now, she usually went inside just long enough to eat dinner and help clean the kitchen before going straight back to the porch.

"You can always come out here," Sharon pointed out.

"But the game will be on in there," Andy protested.

"True..." Sharon looked around. "We should put a TV out here. It would be nice to watch football out here this Fall."

"Then you'd never go inside." Andy pecked her on the lips. "How was your day?"

"It was nice, but I'm ready to get out of the house. I'm going to start at church tomorrow, but I think I'd like to pick one or two places and stick with them for a while instead of doing things here and there like the people at church do. I know they'll be able to steer me in the right direction, though." Sharon closed her book. "What about you? Is Captain Hernandez any better?"

Andy heaved a dramatic sigh. "She sent my paperwork back three times before it was finally good enough for her! And I thought you were a perfectionist."

Sharon had been a stickler about paperwork at the beginning, but she quickly learned to appreciate the talents her team had in other areas of investigations and gave up on perfect paperwork from them. "She'll learn to pick her battles, just like I did."

"Pick your battles? You sound like you're talking about toddlers!" Andy whined.

"Well, some days I felt like I was dealing with toddlers." Sharon kissed Andy and went inside to check on dinner, and Andy went inside to change clothes. Sharon peeked into the living room first, and Emily was watching TV with a jar of pickles in her lap. Sharon still wasn't used to Emily not being pencil-thin. Her face had filled out a little, and her legs were actually a little bigger than twigs. "Dinner will be ready soon...By the time this baby comes, I'm going to forget what you look like without a jar of pickles in your hand!"

"I know, right? If it's not pickles, it's watermelon. At least I'm not craving something terribly unhealthy."

Sharon nodded. "Yeah, like the strawberry ice cream that's still on my thighs thirty-five years later."

Emily rolled her eyes. "Whatever, Mom, your legs are, like, perfect."

"They're not perfect, but I'll take it.”

The rest is on ff.net

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