Rainy Day Blues

The last few days have warned of some storms to come but today good 'ol mother nature has let loose on us, which is fine we need it. Unfortunately for the industry I work in it's not the best thing...we work outside, it rains, we can't work which means no money today and poor little me has to sit in the office all day with nothing to do...I'M BORED!

I hate storms. I used to love a good, loud storm but ever since a tornado came through back in May and completely ripped my old office down I've been a wreck every time a severe storm warning blairs through the weather radio....and in the closet we go! I guess the sight of pulling up to work one dreary Friday morning and seeing my crappy, run-down office on it's knees has really traumatized me.
My poor little child has gotten to the point where she wants to be with mom and dad every time it storms and often wants to go sit in the closet. :(
I'm getting better at not showing my fear and she seems to be picking up on that and in the recent months has just simply laughed at the thunder....whew, not too much damage done!

So anyways...
Yesterday on the way to drop off the kid at my moms house for the day (before school and after) I'm practically run off the road by one of her neighbors backing out of their driveway. I'm guessing he often wonders what those weird little reflecty thingys are that are protruding out from the sides of his driver and passenger side doors. Then on the way home from work I'm slamming on my breaks because some woman decides NOW is the time to move over whether I'm right there or not...no blinker, not even a glance in the mirror.

You're killing me! Why do car manufacturers put blinkers or mirrors on cars? Nobody uses them. "Awww...look at this cute little lever that makes my lights flash and what an odd spot for a mirror. Fuck it, I'll use it to hold my 34 different pony-tail holders and what a great place for an air freshener!"

For those of us who don't remember the rules of the road - here's a short refresher.

BLINKERS:

Blinkers are there to warn those around you what you're planning to do next with your 3-ton vehicle that could easily take out a family of four. You use it when you want to change lanes - not the second you're moving over or after you've gotten into the lane does it come on, you turn it on before you change lanes...give it a few seconds then move over. Also great idea to use them when you are planning on turning - not after you've gotten into the turning lane or once the light turns green does it come on, but at least 100' ft before your turn comes. And please, when you're done...TURN IT OFF.

MIRRORS:

Not just for applying make-up anymore! They're also great for backing up, changing lanes (watch for blind spots - turn head!) and parallel parking.
-Thank you class, next time we meet we'll discuss speed limits. :o)

Changes

I've said this before and dammit I'm going to say it again but this time I mean it...



I'm tired of having this poor neglected blog that I never write on anymore. The little icon taunts me daily while I sit at my computer doing mindless bullshit to pass the time.



I'm really tired of my lack of creativity lately and also lack of ambition to work on any of my so-called favorite hobbies. It's true - don't use it = lose it. I've got to find a way to get the juices flowing again. I've turned into what I never wanted to be...a drone, a worthless fucken drone...work, home, sleep and repeat. That ends today.



As a part of the new (but old) found me I'm re-doing this blog completely. You (being the blog) may have already noticed some changes from the last time we spoke. . .



1) If you don't like my cussing don't read it. I cuss. I cuss every day in life so why hold back here...this is about me isn't it.



2) From time to time I will log on here just to bitch. My venting these days is very limited and about to get worse so you will from now on be my verbal punching bag.



3) I will talk about what I want, whoever I want, when I want.



With that being said...



My name is Brandi, I'm married to a wonderfully annoying man who will from this point on be refered to as the husband, hubby or just hub and we've got an awesome little woman who will from this point on be refered to as the child, the kid, trouble and several other terms of endearment (I will notify you of any new terms). I work full-time for the worst company in the world and deal with the biggest ass of a boss I've ever had in my life. I'm working on a photography career that has also suffered some since my recent downfall in, well everything. I'm smart, good looking and over weight. As much as I love the kid why the hell did I have to get so damn fat just to have her and now 3 years later still look like I just had a kid?? Did I mention I'm lazy??



In two weeks the hub will be leaving to work out of state for awhile and I've promised myself when he comes back he'll have a sexy new wife....YES I MEAN ME! I'm hoping that I'll miraculously gain all this extra energy and time to work more on myself - but now writing it out and reading the words I can't help but think "but you're like a single parent now...what time and energy are you talking about?" But alas I will prevail...after all we did op for no cable tv the last few months so I won't be plopped on the couch on a cable binge while he's away.



Note to self: order cable tv ASAP!