Tuesday seems like Friday

I do enjoy not having a job! The last few weeks, Tuesday has felt like Friday. This is largely because Jon's days off are Wednesday and Thursday. So Tuesday is always his Friday. Last week, I was watching General Hospital as I packed for Florida. I was thinking to myself, oh, this is cliff hanger Friday. Then I realized it was not. When I woke this morning I was thinking, well, if I was still on the job, I'd be looking forward to a 3 day Memorial Day weekend, or possibly taking today off, too, as it is Friday. Then I realized it is only Tuesday.

I talked to my sister, Cindy, yesterday after my trauma with my mother. She said mom does the same thing to her. Cindy goes over there Saturday mornings to do a few things, like change mom's sheets on the bed. But Cindy says mom is always distracting her from her intended project with a stream of other little tasks. My mom has always done that to people. No one can just go to her house and sit and talk and visit. She always says, "Oh, while you're here will you take off the door knob and put this new one on?" or something like that. And it isn't just because she's 82 (almost 83). Nope, she has done this as long as I can remember - even when she was younger than I am now.

Anyway, Cindy and I got a chance to vent and affirmed that we will just stay focused during this house painting project. Cindy will be around Saturday mornings. The rest is up to me. And I told mom, my weekends are Jon's, so do not count on seeing me on Wednesdays and Thursdays. We start the project, officially, on Friday.

I talked to Regan last night. Both she and Quinn seems to want to move back downstate. There are a number of large companies in Central Illinois, and law and accounting firms. They just have to start making contacts.

I think hearing that Regan and Quinn will be moving back into the area concerns Jon. He didn't say it, but I think he fears if my daughter gets back to Peoria before we leave, then I won't go. He KNOWS if she has a baby, I'll be as close to her as possible if she needs me. He seemed sort of quiet last night and this morning so I asked him if something was bothering him. He said he thought I seemed depressed and like something was bothering me. I told him not so. Well, I said, not really knowing exactly where I want to be is giving me a little anxiety.

We didn't talk further because he was off to work. Maybe we'll have to revisit this over his weekend.

I need to call Ry - haven't talked to him since before finals. I don't talk to Ryan as much as Regan. Doesn't mean I don't love him just as much because I do. He doesn't seem to need me as much - but I'd do anything for him if he needed me. Just fyi. I was pleased when he said to me any time after July 12 would be good to come down to Austin. That told me he does want me to come down, so I'm happy.

I'm 164.5 today. The 1.5 pounds I lost in one day is probably the sodium related water weight. I can't wait to get under 160 - I haven't been under 160 since 1997. If I loose 15 more pounds, I might - just might - fit into size 10's again! Yay, 6WBM!